#I’m exhausted as a white parson
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The Sticking Point 2
Warnings: this fic will include dark content such as noncon, possible violence, illness, death, bullying, ableism, and other elements. My warnings are not exhaustive, enter at your own risk.
This is a dark!fic and explicit. 18+ only. Your media consumption is your own responsibility. Warnings have been given. DO NOT PROCEED if these matters upset you.
Summary: You are sent in the place of your ailing sister to marry a stranger. (Regency AU)
Character: Loki
Note: Thanks you everyone who read the intro!
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The main hall is bright and spacious. As alluded to by its name, Jade Hall is adorned in varying shades and cuts of the stone. Gilt frames, golden trays on glass lamps, crystal sconces housing amber flame, veined marble, and polished stone.
The large plinths at the base of the staircase seem unsuited to the statues atop them. Curling snakes of shining gold with great jade eyes and long curved fangs. A long rug of eastern patterns and tassled edges leads the path to the steps, arched and lined with curling banisters.
"Madam," the groom addresses your mother, "I will show you to your chambers."
"Thank you, sir," she accepts nobly as you give a dignified nod.
"You may refer to me as Parson, I am the master's personal groom. He has tasked me with your welcome."
"Oh how gracious," your mother remarks with a fawning grin, "he sounds like a true gentleman."
"He keeps an orderly house," the groom affirms.
"Immaculate," she looks around with her hand to her chest, "ugh, absolutely resplendent."
The groom bows his head and waves towards the stairs before proceeding. Your mother trails him and you follow after her. You glance around at the tall portraits, a woman with loose golden hair with a single haloed braid around her head. Another of a man with dark hair and thick beard, gleaming blue eyes, and an indomitable square jaw. His clothing belongs to a previous season.
You ascend and ease out a stunted breath, exhaling in short spurts as your heart races. You continue down a wide corridor, a standing jade vase beside a whitewashed table beneath a bowl of white lotuses floating in water. A peculiar decore but quaint.
A set of double doors is presented to your mother as the groom faces her with another respectable dip of his head, "Lady Thea, I will allow you to accommodate yourself. Then I shall show the younger to her own chambers. You will be summoned for lunch."
"Thank you, sir," your mother preens, "you must send my gratitude to your master. The duke is very generous."
"Yes, my lady, I will be certain to inform him," he avows, "lady," he looks at you, "you are not very far, just the very next."
He leads you onward as your mother enters her rooms with a dreamy sigh. Her mood has lightened since you left your father's estate. Perhaps being far away from home has cleared her mind of mourning.
You are stopped before a door carved with winding vines. The groom steps back to allow you to pass.
"My lady, if you require anything, there is a bell you may ring and I will be certain you are attended. I will have your maid join you shortly, and your luggage."
You look at his shoulder and attempt a smile, it might look more a grimace as your cheek strain. You swallow and muster some strength, "thank you, sir." Your last word floats at the end, not quiet a sharp R, more aw sound.
"Most honoured, my lady," he responds without pause, "and welcome home."
You bat your lashes and slowly turn to the door. You try to restrain your nerves as they swirl to a maelstrom. Home, is this truly it. Are you truly to be the Lady of Jade Park. Married to a man in place of your sister. An imposter.
You march through the door and the groom pulls the door shut in your stead. You bring your hands up, folding them over your chest. You have a blackness in your heart. You feel as if the world is empty. As if you're lost in it. As if you don't belong to the land of colour and light and life.
It is as much grief as it is dread. You miss your sister, you long for the past, and you fear the path ahead. The unknown is underlined with a certainty, deep inside, that you will as ever be less than you should.
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There is a knock at the door. You break from your trance, reluctantly releasing the window sill and turning away from the sight of birds winging over the gardens. You sweep to the door and open it, facing the servant in their evergreen attire. A man with lines in his cheek and a dourness that darkens his sockets.
"My lady, lunch is served," he declares in a brittle timbre.
You nod and thank him, mouthing the word as your voice refuses to rise. You are taken down the corridor and the man fetches your mother from her chambers as well. She emerges with the aroma of roses. You suspect she was anxiously primping all the while.
You descend the stairs, the noise of the kitchen and shuffle of servants drawing you around to the sunroom near the rear of the house. A round table is set near the tall paned doors, open to let in the summer air. There are tiered trays of cut sandwiches, a tureen of creamy soup, a plate of colourful pastries and sugar cookies, along with a silver tea set and elaborately painted porcelain dishes.
You are shown to your seat and sit with some trepidation. It is only you and your mother amid the rush of servants. Where is the duke? Has he seen you and changed his mind? Is he not eager to meet you?
You keep your hands in your lap, squeezing a fold in your skirt as your mother admires the high ceilings and embroidered edges of the tablecloth. She comments on every detail; the thick brocade curtains drawn to the side, the settee with the knobby birch feet, the round-bellied fire stove set into an alcove; a mixture of eras mingled in a most natural allure.
"Parson," the deep voice chokes you and you shakily tilt your head, peeking form the corner of your eyes as you hear the approaching steps, "how can I be tardy when I am the host? Do not pester me."
You rise as your mother does for the entrance of the duke. For it must be him. He as good as announced it and his appearance all but confirms it. Tall, sleek, with a chin set high, and a nose just short of aquiline. He is handsome, pale, but sardonic. His green eyes remind you of the jade stones set into the serpentine statues near the stairs as he considers the table first then deigns to glance between you and your mother.
He approaches her and bows, his posture eased but refined.
"Lady Thea," he proclaims, "what great effort you did take to be here. No doubt a strenuous journey in this heat."
"Your grace, how generous of you to welcome us," your mother responds, "and I do apologise that our arrival was so delayed."
"Mmm," he shifts and lets his eyes wander to you, "and I regret the news of your firstborn."
"We hoped she would strengthen but... we also did not want to renounce our contract. My husband is a man of integrity."
"Surely, he is. I did think him much so when we met," he says as he strides towards you, fully turning in your direction. He offers a smaller bow, "you do look rather different than your sister."
You blanch. You don't know what to say. You thought he hadn't met Edith.
"However, we cannot always trust a portrait's likeness," his eyes flit in a way that unsettles you, "and I do know how different siblings can be."
Your mother gives a small hum, a reminder and reproach at once. You fix your shoulders and do your best to meet the duke's demeanour. You bow.
"Yaw gwace," you raise your head slowly.
You see the subtle twiddle in his long fingers, the way he brings them to touch the trim of his jacket, the tick in his jaw. The long breath that says more than he ever could. He leans back on his heel.
"Honoured to welcome you both," his tone betrays his judgement. How could he not notice? How could he not hear it? You are defective, not only in appearance but all else.
"And we are so grateful to be here. That we can continue on in this union of our names," your mother sits as a servant holds the back of her chair. The duke lowers himself as you do the same, watching the table.
"Mmm, yes, I have yet to discuss the amendment with my father but I'm certain they care not for which daughter I wed."
His meaning is clear. You are not as stupid as many believe. His father will not care but he very much does. Your insides freeze, cold and stiff, and you feel as if you might shatter. It is as bad as you expect, yet expectation rarely meets reality. No, it is worse. To sit and stew in being unwanted.
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You sit at the vanity, watching your lips move. Over and over in the silent repetition. Slowly, painfully working at curving them, shaping them just right. In your head, you imagine the words clearly. ‘Your grace’.
You still and stare at your reflection. You summon your voice and pronounce the words aloud.
“Yow gwace,” you declare to yourself.
You try again. And again. Anon until your mouth aches from your endless attempts to get it right. The words are wrong. Two simple words and you can’t say them. Two syllables. You drop your head forward as you plant your elbows on the table and catch your forehead.
You see the duke’s disappointment. You feel it still. How could he not be utterly repulsed by you? He alluded to a portrait, no doubt he was sent an image of your sister, and how he would have been surprised to find her even more attractive than the artist’s rendering. But in you, he is entirely dissatisfied.
You blow out a long exhale and prop your chin up on the heels of your hand. You look at yourself through bleary eyes, tears wobbling just on the edge. You sit back and drop your hands, smoothing the front of your dress and over your skirts.
The embroidered brooch draws your gaze. The oval pendant your sister made you, a blue bird on its face. Your most treasured piece. She reminded you of it when you said your farewell and you assured her you could never forget it. She asked you to wear it at the wedding.
You cradle it in your hands and give a bittersweet smile. You think of those days you played in the pastures and hopped over the fence where the sheep chewed on grass. How she would fearlessly run between the thick-bodied beasts as you worried for being bit. She has always been the braver of you two.
You pin the brooch to your dress and admire it in your reflection. You push your shoulders back and force a smile. You look yourself in the face.
“Yow gwace, I am so honawed to be yow wife.”
Your words hang like a noose. You throw your hands up and grunt in frustration. Stupid! You sound insipid. No matter how you try, or how the words sound in your head, they just come out all muddled.
“Edith,” you whimper, “I cannot…”
You lean forward and hold your head once more. You sit, ears thrumming, temples pulsing, your whole being hot with despair. The futility floods you and makes it hard to breathe.
There’s a knock at the door. You push yourself up, dizzy as you teeter on your feet. You swallow and stand as straight as you can. You lift your chin.
“Come in,” you beckon firmly.
Doreen lets herself through and you can’t help the relief that flows through you. You could not face your mother or the duke or another stranger. You lower yourself back to the stool and rest an elbow on the table, sideways as the maid eases the door shut. She lingers there, her hand on the oblong handle, as if she thinks to pull it open and flee.
“Doween,” you murmur as concern winds its way up your spine and tingle in your nape.
“My lady,” she faces you and you hear a sudden shriek. Your mother.
Doreen lowers her lashes and puts her hand to her chest. A shroud falls over you, even as the sunshine casts a yellow glow through the room, even as birds titter without, and ornaments sparkle all around. Her tone says more than any words can. You slump and stare at the maid’s wool collar.
You feel along the front of your own dress and clasp your fingers around the brooch.
“Edith is dead,” you say before she can.
She sniffles and comes forward. You shy away, turning to the vanity as you unpin the pendant. You lay it down and stand. The maid halts, hovering as you walk to the window. The tweeting of the sparrow grows to cacophony then silence all at once. The sky fades and the greenery hazes to an ugly smear.
You told Edith you would be brave. So you must. You can never replace her truly, but you can keep your promise. For her.
#loki#dark loki#dark!loki#loki x reader#fic#dark fic#dark!fic#series#mcu#marvel#au#the sticking point#thor#avengers
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JOHNATHAN PARSONS (GB) VS. BERAT YALAZ (TR)
“Just stay down.”
Every word hurt to speak. Nearly as much as every breath hurt to take.
“Please fucking stay down...”
Because he honestly wasn’t sure how much more he could handle.
For a man who had resigned to losing as soon as he’d seen his name opposite Johnathan Parsons’, few had expected the fight to go the way that it had. Berat had endured more rounds than he could’ve hoped for. Landed more hits than he could’ve expected to on a man who’d been doing this for decades longer, and decades better. Yet there he was, in spite of it all, still standing, chest heaving, watching a certifiable monster hunched over in pain before him.
Silently praying he wouldn’t get back up.
By all accounts, the Rutherford didn’t usually let her fights drag on for this long, lest she get bored. But there had been nothing boring about this exchange. Nor did he imagine she wanted someone so respected and feared amongst the British ranks to go down to somebody as insignificant as him. So it was settled: they were still head to head, bloodied and bruised, with eyes so swollen he could barely see the older man in front of him, until one of them could finally finish the job. And Berat truly wasn’t sure he had anything left in the tank to be the one to do it.
The Turk had come out swinging because he knew he had no other choice. He’d faced Johnathan once before (had been lucky to fucking survive that) and knew that his usual just wasn’t good enough to take him over the line. He had to be bold, take risks, grasp at every opportunity he possibly could... and he had.
Not all of the risks had paid off, though. The state they were both in said as much. The men were exhausted, and were in agony even the adrenaline couldn’t mask. Had Lara had any mercy at all, she’d have called it a draw. Ended things before it got truly desperate. But they all knew mercy wasn’t a word in her vocabulary. Berat was concussed. Had lost at least one tooth. The mess his hands were in suggested he’d dished out plenty in return, yet he didn’t much feel like he was doing more than barely surviving. Johnathan’s nose looked broken, and that wasn’t to say the damage that’d been done below the surface.
But no matter what Berat did, the monster kept coming right at him.
They’d both hit the canvas more than once. The last time, he was sure Parsons was going to put his hands around his throat and hold him there until he died.
This time, it was him, though.
Struggling, digging deep to find something to drag him back from the brink.
Maybe Berat should’ve seen it as an opening, a way to finally finish things, instead of a pause to take his own much needed break. Maybe he should’ve lunged and slammed the leader’s head into the fucking ground and just ended it; something he cared more about than the win, at this point. But his legs were like lead. Broken fingers throbbed. Every bone in his body ached. The skin on his face was pulled so damn tight over the swelling it was white hot. And he just couldn’t.
And that summed him up rather neatly, he supposed.
Never quite able to see things through to the end.
A perpetual fucking quitter.
“You think I’m going to stay down for someone like you?”
The words were so icy they were a certifiable gut punch without his opponent even lifting a finger. Berat absolutely despised the Rutherfords with every fibre of his being, but he’d sure never heard one speak to him with such mutual hatred before then. Disdain. Disgust. Determination. So focused was he on retaining consciousness, reaction times sluggish at best, that’d he’d barely had chance to open his mouth to curse before the old man had lurched toward him, new found energy and aggression boiling over.
He hadn’t had chance to get his hands up.
He’d barely had chance to try and steady himself on his feet to brace.
Not that any of it mattered.
When Johnathan collided with him, using the last of his energy in one enormous burst, he rammed the Turk head first into the post. Once by convenient accident. The second time, whilst he was dazed and confused from the first, with both hands, purposefully; maybe with the intention to end him and the fight.
Berat was sure he’d blacked out for a moment.
When his eyes opened again, he was face down on the canvas; skin stuck to the material, caked in blood. The loss was so significant that it’d already started to pool. The Turk struggled to bring his hands to his sides. Leverage to attempt to get himself back to his feet. He could barely breathe; somehow, the excited screaming of the crowd just as asphyxiating as the pain ripping through his chest.
He could hear someone calling his name, but he couldn’t figure out who.
Nor did he have time to try before his opponent dealt a kick so swift to his head that he’d been booted into unconsciousness before he even saw it coming.
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I feel like i must live under a rock, but what did t*l*r bl*ckb*rn do?
Did he fake being indigenous?
(I'm guessing from context that that's what he did)
yeah.
sorry anon, I’d dig you up sources but I’m honestly too exhausted to (and I hate asking people to take me at my word) so maybe do some digging around if you’d like???
and don’t get me wrong! I like Alex’s character well enough (honestly well enough to be thinking about him and his extended family, lol) I’m just a big fan of the way Trueblood did it, truly they blinked twice and said “we can find another tall white guy, no one will even notice” and they lucked out even cause Nathan Parsons and Nelsan Ellis’s chemistry was spot on
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The amount of horrid takes I’m seeing trying to defend the whitewashing in The Bad Batch is astounding. No group of people is more dedicated to defending bad design choices than Star Wars fans.
#~it’s because he has less blood~ NO THAT IS NOT HOW SKIN COLOR WORKS#~the lighting~ POC ARE STILL POC WHEN ITS SUNNY OR UNDER FLUORESCENT LIGHT#~he hasn’t been outside in a while~ SO HAVE A BUNCH OF PEOPLE THIS LAST YEAR BUT THEY STILL MAINTAIN SOME MELANIN#I’m exhausted as a white parson#can’t even begin to imagine how fans of color feel#tbb critical#the bad batch
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One year ago today Roswell, New Mexico season 2 FINALLY aired on the CW. I did one for the first season, so these are quotes from the main cast reflecting on their favorite/most challenging scenes from the second season, taken from interviews done about halfway through. (RIP Nathan trying not to spoil anything lmao.) The majority of them are from NYCC 2019 (find my transcripts here), but Heather Hemmens’ was from here and Michael Trevino’s was from here.
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Gif 1: In a car on the highway, season 2 episode 1. Liz is driving and Rosa is sitting in the passenger seat. Both are singing along to the song on the radio, both are moving their hands to the music. The text reads “”But now this weird thing is happening ‘cus I mean, in the absence of Max I’ve had so, most of my scenes have been with Rosa and working with her and uh, it’s gotten to a point where we’re like sharing mannerisms and we like, we’re freaking out the crew” - Jeanine Mason”
Gif 2: In Isobel’s living room, season 2 episode 3. Closeup on Isobel lying on her couch. She is dressed comfortably with a thick knit blanket, she has her eyes closed and looks exhausted. She is barely moving. The text reads ““There was a week that I had of work that it just, it leveled me” - Lily Cowles”
Gif 3: Flashback to 1947 out in the desert at night, season 2 episode 3. Spaceship debris lies scatters on the ground, glowing with a blue/purple/white light. Small fires are burning among the pieces, and a tall, hooded figure in white moves slowly and purposefully between them. The text reads ““Oh I’ve had a lot of free time. No, I gotta say I - I’m an extra sometimes” - Nathan Dean Parsons”
Gif 4: Outside in the junkyard around a fire, season 2 episode 4. Closeup on Alex whose face is behind the flickering flames. He glances away from Michael (off screen) and looks jerkily to the side and then down, clearly upset and trying to control himself. His eyes shine from unshed tears. The text reads ““Alex is realizing like - he’s, he also symbolises a lot of pain for, for Guerin and he has to make a decision that’s not necessarily easy for him” - Tyler Blackburn”
Gif 5: In an operating theatre in the hospital, season 2 episode 5. Closeup on Michael where he sits against a wall on the floor, his head in his hands. He is holding a nail polish remover bottle in one hand and his other is wrapped in a bandanna. He grimaces and scrubs his hands into his hair as he leans his head down towards his knees, he lets out a controlled breath as though he is in physical pain. The text reads ““And it’s just, it’s just you’re watching a kid cope with loss.” - Michael Vlamis”
Gif 6: In the viewing balcony for the operating theatre in the hospital, season 2 episode 5. Kyle sits in one of the seats, leaning forward on his knees and smiling over at Alex (partially off screen and back to the camera) sitting next to him. He looks down appreciatively when Alex offers him a silver flask. The text reads ““I really like that moment, because really not much was being said but there was just an understanding between the two of them.” - Michael Trevino”
Gif 7: Outside in a cornfield at night, season 2 episode 6. Maria is holding an axe defensively in front of her and looking around as if to check for threats. She is partially crouched and ready to run, backing slowly away from the camera. The text reads ““[The cornfield scene] was the most fun I’ve had on a set, ever” Heather Hemmens”
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#roswell new mexico#rnm#my roswell gifs#roswell season 2#i did another one!#not letting those fucking transcripts go to waste#Jeanine Mason#nathan dean parsons#lily cowles#michael trevino#tyler blackburn#michael vlamis#heather hemmens#a riley special
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Mystics, Chapter 6
When Arch becomes hired on at Mystics, by Lyrem, everything seems to be going well- their life nearly becomes perfection. Soon enough, however, Arch realizes that perhaps not everything is as good as it seems….
Directory: [chapter one] [chapter two] [chapter three] [chapter four] [chapter five]
Tag list: @myst-in-the-mirror
CW: aggressive religiosity, deadname use, police questioning, hospital setting,
CHAPTER SIX: THUNDER AND PRAYER
Arch awoke upside down in the passenger’s seat of the blue truck. The midnight storm was still sweeping through the ranches and into the city and they were alone there. The man who had thrown them against a brick wall and threatened them into their vehicle had disappeared.
The seatbelt dug into the side of their neck and injured shoulder. The moment it was released, Arch would fall headfirst into the top of the cab. They tried the clip as best they could with their left arm. It tingled, threatening to combust in a fury of pain if it weren’t for the rush of adrenaline fighting the broken glass and seatbelt. It was stuck. The clip wouldn’t release. They could be here for hours, for ages... all alone.
Flashing lights came from above them- or was it ahead of them? And the shouts of a man and a woman could be heard overhead. Some kids were also talking and yelling.
“Call 911, Janey!” The man shouted. The passenger-side door was forced open with a crow-bar.
Arch cried with relief as he pulled them out, supporting their head as they dropped down. The wife was speaking to someone over the phone as she helped Arch lay down flat on their back in the over-grown wet grass. A blanket was placed rolled up under their head. The comforting cloth mixed with a strong sense of relief. If they had the energy, Arch might have started crying, but doing something even that simple was just too exhausting. Raindrops splattered against their face until the recognizable sound of an opening umbrella prevented any more from dropping down. The family spoke amongst themselves but the words were jumbled now and nearly incoherent for Arch to pay attention too. A little boy was holding the umbrella. He couldn’t have been more than eight. Arch managed the tiniest smile for him as they floated in and out of consciousness.
“You’ll be okay,” he said. “My mom’s a nurse. She’ll fix you up.”
His raincoat was dotted with little red and blue dinosaurs. Arch counted them. There were six red tyrannosauruses, eight blue triceratops’ and then-
There was a beep... And another... And another. Their throat was dry as a brick. Arch opened their eyes first. Glowing light of day from a veiled window to their right drowned everything around them in white. They blinked, becoming accustomed to the brightness.
In the corner of the small room was a chair reserved for visitors. Alarm bells sounded in their mind as Arch narrowed their gaze and spied on the person sitting there, still yet unaware that they had awoken.
He was reading a book; a used and reused copy of Meditations. Lyrem licked his thumb, and turned the page. The alarm bells calmed. Arch chalked it up to being beaten to a pulp and then waking up in a strange new place; a hospital bed.
“Save some for me, will you?” Arch spoke dryly, literally, as well as figuratively. They managed a crooked smile as Lyrem looked up from his book of yellowed pages and kindly smiled back.
In a fit of dry coughs, Arch tried and failed to lean up. They found the tubes leading to an IV out their arm and a blood-oxygen measure clipped onto one of their index fingers. Lyrem put his book down on a small side table and stood. He pressed a button on the side of the bed, and Arch was lifted to a more comfortable sitting position. He brought them a clear cup of water with a straw. Arch tried lifting their arm to accept it, but Lyrem shook his head at them and pushed it back down gently. He brought the straw up to their lips. Arch nearly drained the cup before finally nodding it away.
Lyrem leaned against the windowsill and watched them carefully. Their whole body had been battered. Whether it was entirely from the crash or something else, he couldn’t be sure.
Arch looked back at them curiously, and puzzled. Then they looked around the rest of the small room. The door to the hall was open and filtered through white noise from doctors and nurses all around.
“What are you doing here?” They asked, “where’s my mom?”
“She… was here. She called the store. She left to run a couple errands and said that she would return soon.” Lyrem grimaced as he answered. “I’m not sure what could have been more important than being by your side, but alas, I remain. I closed the store for the day.”
“What? Why?” Arch coughed lightly. “You make the most dough on Saturdays. You should keep it open.”
“I’d much rather not.”
Lyrem left his response hanging there. Without more to say on the matter Arch shifted in their bed uncomfortably. Relieved, they were, they were also troubled. Angry, even, but for what reason, Arch couldn’t say.
“There were officers waiting by the door for you to wake. Should I let them in for you? Tell them it’s an alright time?”
“Officers?”
“Well, nobody knows what happened to you or how you ended up on a rural highway flipped over in a truck”- Lyrem stopped himself. Becoming too passionate, he sensed.
“Huh. Right.” Arch nodded. Thinking back to the night before was causing a pain in the back of their eyes- like they were being pulled into the back of their head.
“What if you told me what happened first, then I’ll let the officers in and you can repeat it back to them. It might be easier for you,” Lyrem helpfully suggested.
“No, no, I can speak to them now.” Arch insisted. “I’d rather speak to them now.”
Lyrem nodded, and then stepped to the door, finding the two officers chatting down the hall. One blue uniformed woman with a tight, blonde pony-tail glanced in his direction over a steaming Styrofoam cup. He motioned for them to come in with a wave of his hand. The other, a tall, younger man with a thin chin pulled out a small notebook as he entered. Their name tags read Parsons and Grenn, respectively.
Detective Parsons began by explaining that the police were unable to find the driver of the blue Ford. The truck was both unregistered, and uninsured, so there was no trail to follow to know who it had belonged to. The last known owner died in 2003 and afterwards there was no trace of it anywhere in the system. The plates on the vehicle had been stolen, and if the driver was careful enough, its stolen plates would have gone unnoticed for as long as the registration would last on it.
“At the moment, we have no leads on finding this individual”-
“My attacker, you mean. They attacked me.” Arch spit out. “Labels are important, you know.”
“I know it can’t be a comforting thought. And I am sorry, but you must understand that we are doing everything we can to find the person who attacked you.” Parsons implored. Never once had her professional demeanor faltered under the scrutiny of the rightfully furious teenager.
“He was a man.” Arch started. “He was quite a bit taller than me too. Probably six feet at least… White. It was dark but I could tell he- he had dark hair. Kind of shaggy-like”-
Grenn had written it all down, and Lyrem stared at Arch in interest as they described the man. Parsons stopped Arch from continuing to describe him as she placed her cup down on the side table beside Lyrem.
“We’ll send this to the sketch artist. They will be flying in over the next couple days. With the disappearances of your classmates as well, we are pulling out everything in our arsenal to get a detailed picture of who attacked you. We will be calling you in a couple days and you’ll be coming into the police station to speak with them.” Parsons explained emphatically. “For now, we need a timeline- where did they find you? What time was it when they attacked?”
“Oh…” Arch felt rather silly for some reason. “I… I was pulled into the alley by the flower-shop...”
“Which flower shop?”
“Bloom Treasury, downtown. Half a block from Mystics.”
Lyrem looked concerned, or possibly angry… with the thickness of his brows and the wrinkle in his forehead, Arch couldn’t be quite sure what he was thinking.
“Mystics?”
“It’s just a store, where I work.”
“Were you working last night?”
Their heartrate started to increase. Arch carefully measured their breaths by seconds.
“No... No, I wasn’t, I was just walking.”
“What time were you walking?”
“I..” Arch had the strangest sensation of being back in the passenger’s seat of the blue Ford. The voice of the man rang in their head in an echo of a memory. Missing time? He had said. “I.. I think I’m confused.” Arch finished.
“It’s understandable. I know its very hard to think back to the incident, but for the sake of finding this man and bringing him to justice, we have to know what time it was when it happened.”
“It was after sundown.”
“Can you be more specific?”
It wasn’t long after dinner that Arch had left, and sundown wouldn’t have been until after ten. It only took a half hour to reach the downtown core from their house so where was the missing time? There was an hour, maybe even longer that was completely unaccounted for.
“I think it was just after ten,” they said finally.
Grenn made his notes again.
“What kinds of things did he say to you?” Parsons inquired. “Anything you can remember will be helpful.”
Lyrem gazed across the room steadily at Arch who met his eyes. It was hypnotically comforting to know he was still there, watching over them and keeping them safe.
“He was… kind of strange.” Arch said, almost in a mutter. “Though, he mentioned the other kids. He knew that the others were taken: Jess, Kyle, and … Marcus.”
“Did he tell you they were still alive?”
Arch shook their head slightly and winced.
“He said he killed one of them already. He couldn’t be sure when the other two would die- if they already were… y’know, dead.”
Parsons paused and turned to Lyrem who was laid back in the armchair deep in thought. She had noticed an odd connection. Arch had been darting their eyes to the corner each time they responded. Seeking approval, she surmised quietly.
“How did you escape?” Parsons asked turning back to them again.
Arch thought for a moment.
“I stabbed him… in the leg... with his own knife. That’s when he lost control of the truck.”
Grenn looked up from his notes briefly, with brown eyebrows raised.
“What kind of knife?”
Parsons looked at officer Grenn; surprised by the question.
Arch switched their gaze to them. “A hunting knife… the big kind with a dip at the end.”
“How does a guy walk away from a car crash with a Bowie knife in his leg?” Grenn asked allowed.
The question caused Arch a visible discomfort. They turned away from everyone and remained quiet.
“I believe that is everything for now.” Parsons gathered herself and straightened her uniform, “Thank you for your time, -----. We may have more questions for you when you come into the station for the sketch artist. You’ll soon be contacted with a date and time.”
Parsons handed over her card to the bedridden teen who was unable to lift an arm, much less retrieve it from the detective’s hand. Parsons placed in on the table beside Arch instead and then followed Grenn out the door, leaving her Styrofoam cup behind.
Arch took a long breath of relief as they left. For the first time, they stared down at themselves. Fresh cuts littered up and down their left arm, while their right was also cut up, but supported by a sling. Beneath the blankets, Arch could feel the light stinging of several more wounds against their legs. Their neck ached with every miniscule turn of their head and their back…
They wiggled their toes, thankful for the movement, but regretted it all as they tried mightily to bend one of their knees. The middle of their back screamed of pulled muscles and bruises that were carved into them. Arch seethed as they let their leg down gently.
“Don’t try to move.” Lyrem advised, picking up his copy of Meditations once again. “You can press the button next to you if you want more pain medication.”
“I don’t want more medication; I want to go home.”
“And you’ll get to your house of horrors again soon, but for now, just close your eyes, and get some sleep.”
“I can’t sleep. He knew my name, Lyrem. How am I supposed to rest if he’s still out there?”
Lyrem looked up from his book, becoming impatient, but in his eyes, it was clear that he tried to be supportive. He steeled his gaze on Arch and opened his mouth to speak. He was interrupted by Arch’s mother, who peered in with a bouquet of pink lilies in one hand.
“Is she awake? Oh, thank the Lord.” She crossed herself as she entered and put herself directly next to the bedside. Letting the flowers down, she planted a hard kiss on Arch’s forehead that was too close to the rest of the injuries already planted there.
Lyrem rolled his eyes to the ceiling and stood up.
“Well, now that your mother is here, I suppose I should get going; leave you both in peace”-
“Oh no, you should stay,” Arch’s mother turned on her heels to Lyrem and ushered someone else through the door: a short balding man, recognizable to Arch as a family friend with a plain white collar around his neck. “I invited Father Ferley to lead us in prayer. Won’t you stay, Lyrem? The more hands we have lifting to the Lord, the better.”
So that was the errand, Arch realized.
Lyrem stared at the woman and managed a facetious grin. There was a bit of levity to the situation after all. Arch nearly burst out in laughter as he stood there, unsure of himself or what to say to the invitation.
The presence of the priest in the room was clearly putting him off. It wasn’t that Lyrem was nervous or humbled by the man, as much as it was like he had just drank a glass of spoiled milk and was desperate to get the lingering vile taste off his tongue.
“I’d prefer not to,” he stated simply.
“Ah, you read Aurelius?”
The priest lifted his thinly rimmed glasses, pushing them higher up the bridge of his nose. He inquired Lyrem innocently and continued.
“Quite possibly one of the wisest Emperors of Rome. ‘Live a good life,’ he said. ‘for if the gods are just, then they will not care for your devotion, but will welcome you based on the virtues you have lived by,” the priest smiled to him warmly.
Lyrem regarded him with suspicion, but played along.
“You quote his Meditations like Corinthians,” Lyrem observed. The annoyance slowly drained from his face and he stood taller, squaring himself. “Tell me then, the next line of that heavenly wisdom. Do you recall what it is?”
Lyrem waited for a beat and met Father Ferley’s gaze with a coldness he usually reserved for the most wretched of people. He finished the verse himself.
“If the gods are unjust, then you should not want to worship them.”
“What the hell are you weirdos talking about?” Arch spouted rudely. “Can we please just pray and get it over with, if that’s what we want to do?”
“Yes, lets.” Arch’s mother pulled the two men by their elbows into a half circle around the bed. Lyrem stood at the foot of it, unhappily supporting himself on the bars of plastic and metal.
Father Ferley led the small group in prayer. The details of the prayer itself were unimportant, except for the fact that Arch heard their name being correctly used. That was a nice change. The other detail that was noticed by Arch before the ‘amens’ commenced, was Lyrem, white-knuckling the edge of the bed as he suffered through the words spoken.
The man didn’t offer an ‘amen’. He turned around as it ended, and picked up the Styrofoam cup that was mistakenly left behind by Detective Parsons. He bid the three farewell, and finally escaped them.
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“I see it too,” Father Ferley fiddled with the edge of his glasses, as Arch’s mother breathed a sigh of relief. “It’s not uncommon for many older gentlemen to be wary of the promises of God. But I sense that there is a negative energy towards the Lord, and that Arch may be picking up on that.”
“Her name isn’t Arch- It’s”-
“Their name is Arch, Charlotte,” Father Ferley continued. “Your child has spent many years honouring you. Perhaps it is time that you also honour them. It may be this very thing that is driving Arch away from you and towards figures of authority that respect them. People like Lyrem. It is what drives them out of their home and onto the streets where they encounter devils like the one from last night.”
Charlotte buried her face into her hands although there was little energy to stop the tears from flowing. The hospital halls were still bustling with activity though they had left Arch in their room to continue resting for the night. She sniffed, and finally lifted her head. Then she nodded. Clutching the small gold crucifix around her neck, she lifted it to her lips and breathed a deep sigh- thankful that her child was safe from harm.
“What happened was not your fault, but if you want to repair this relationship with your child, you must accept them for who they are. If I were you, I would try to get to know this ‘Arch’. You might even like them better than who they were before.” Father Ferley smiled lightly.
With her spirits lifted, Charlotte followed Father Ferley out of the hospital. She was already planning her words carefully to her child for the next time they’d meet.
#whump#whump writing#creative writing#writing#whumpblr#mystics by Alpaca#mystics#caretaker Lyrem#caretaker#recovery arc
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Episode 103: Tearin’ Up My Heart - Details
Episode Summary:
After uncovering some unsettling information about Max (Nathan Parsons), Liz (Jeanine Mason) runs a series of tests to see what his powers may be capable of. Michael (Michael Vlamis) and Isobel (Lily Cowles) take matters into their own hands after learning that Liz may be getting too close to Max. Liz enlists Maria’s (Heather Hemmens) help as she goes on a scavenger hunt across Roswell to uncover more about Rosa’s final days.
Details - this is not an exhaustive list of every single detail, just just a few that might be important now or later.
Liz’s voiceover at the beginning says, “Ten year ago, he was the only person who made me smile after my mom left.” (talking about Max.)
10 years ago: they graduated high school, Rosa died, Mrs. Ortecho left her family, and Liz left home.
Max (and presumably the other aliens) don’t get sick.
They also do not have fast healing.
Acetone “kills pain” for them, and seems to help them get their energy back to some extent.
Max puts on a “light show” whenever he “feels anything” - this goes at least as far back as high school when he accidentally blew out the power at the school when Liz wiped hot sauce off his lips.
Isobel feels very comfortable just walking into Max’s house whenever. Also, he doesn’t appear to lock his door.
Master Sgt. Manes gave Rosa’s real autopsy to Kyle, so Manes, Jim Valenti (the sheriff at the time), and the medical examiner, knew about the faked autopsy.
Manes has 4 sons who are all military (”war heroes”).
Roswell threw Alex a parade when he came home from Iraq.
Manes has no problem threatening Kyle’s life and friends if he doesn’t cooperate with him.
Alex starts to panic when he and Michael hear someone arriving outside the trailer. Hearing that it’s Isobel doesn’t help at all. When Michael asks if it would be so bad if she knew about them, Alex says, “yeah.”
Isobel asks Michael if he got his old job back (fixing cars). Michael says, “no one in this town can fix a car as fast as I can.”
The songs on Rosa’s CD: (capitalization errors are Rosa’s)
1. Here in your bedroom
2. Pony
3. Under the bridge
4. Small town Saturday Night
5. Blue Flower
6. End of the road
7. Genie in a Bottle
8. Take me to the river
9. End of the road
10. Iris
11. Bills, bills, bills
12. Every morning
13. The crossroads
The note in Rosa’s box under the bridge says, “Dear Rosa, you will never be alone. Ophiuchus"
Maria explains Ophiuchus is the 13th, controversial zodiac.
Liz thinks the note sounds romantic, and thinks Ophiuchus might have been connected to “a fraudulent zodiac” that was written on Rosa’s hand.
Maria admits that Rosa snuck out of her bedroom window the week she died to meet with someone - presumably a love interest because she took extra care with her eyeliner.
Kyle’s dad died of cancer, and even though he didn’t seem to recognize his wife at the end, he was always writing them letters - which are really the alien rantings that Sgt. Manes has wanted to get his hands on.
The alien papers Kyle found in his mother’s desk, took photos of, and gave to Manes:
On the page shown on top, the big circle symbol in the center is the same as one of the symbols in Max’s tattoo, and two of the symbols that surround it look like the sign for Ophiuchus (also known as the snake-holder.)
Another page has another of the three symbols in Max’s tattoo.
So now that Manes has those papers, if he sees Max’s tattoo, he’ll recognize at least two of the symbols.
While Isobel is mind-warping Liz:
First Rosa turns and says, “Why are you being like this? I thought we were friends.”
After Isobel tells Liz to leave Roswell, Rosa says, “I wish it could always be like this.”
Liz left behind a finance in Denver named Diego. She broke up with him because she couldn’t connect or feel anything with him. She had no plans to return to Denver based on her mention of a grant in San Diego last episode.
On the roof, Maria says that Rosa’s sign was Pisces, but either she’s not speaking literally, or this is a mistake. Rosa was born January 17th according to the diner memorial, and February 9th according to the gravestone, but Pisces is Feb 19-Mar 20. If the diner is right, she was an Capricorn. If the gravestone is right, she was an Aquarius. Either way, either the props are wrong, Maria is wrong, or she only meant that it was Rosa’s preferred sign, not her actual sign.
After Rosa’s death, Kyle went away to school and his dad almost lost the next election to sheriff because Manes was advocating for “some white candidate.”
Michael tells Alex, “All my life the system has put me at the mercy of criminals. I'm just trying to survive it."
Liz wrote in Max’s yearbook, “Max, it’s only the beginning! Love, Liz”
#roswell new mexico#roswell cw#roswell nm#max evans#isobel evans#michael guerin#liz ortecho#maria deluca#episode 103#details#roswell nm season 1
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Read It For the Pictures 38: Avatar: Tsu’Tey’s Path by Duursema, Smith, Dzobia, and Parson
NK: Welcome to Read It For the Pictures, the comic book blog where we read it for the pictures! So, Dave Clarke, may I ask you what you were up to in 2009?
DC: I was at home watching television, so no I don't have any witnesses who can confirm that. And on that television I was seeing ads for James Cameron's Avatar. I didn't see it in a cinema, though; it would take another year or so for me to watch a DVD copy on the crappy little tv in my dorm.
NK: I.e. not in 3D, its big selling point
DC: Yeah, I didn't really get the appeal when I watched it. But in the spirit of the looking back 10 years and comparing the exciting, brimming with potential world of 2009 to the bloated and depressed pointlessness of 2019, we're reviewing an Avatar comic that came out this week.
NK: Avatar: Tsu'tey's Path #1 is a prequel comic written by Sherri L. Smith and illustrated by Jan Duursema with inks by Dan Parson and coloring by Wez Dzioba. It tells the story of Tsu'tey, the native heroine's betrothed who, following the "Pocahontas in Space" script, is just there to get cucked and get killed, so it's not like he's a complex and memorable character whose rich backstory we're worried about contradicting.
( Also, while I hate the regressive misogynist types who use the word, I really like saying "Cuck" because it's a funny sound. Cuck cuck cuck cuck cuck )
DC: Yes, Ive been hounded all week by Neil wanting to review the cuck comic. The year of the orc is over, long live the year of the cuck
NK: I was skeptical about this because the only other comic I've read drawn by artist Jan Duursema was a Wolverine "Prestige Format" one-shot in a fantasy AU Fortunately she's done a lot more than just ridiculously jacked grumpypusses in her long career.
DC: And how do you think this held up.
NK: About as well as it could've in a dimly lit forest with entirely half-naked blue cat people. So definitely points for accuracy.
DC: Yeah folks, not much to talk about in this one were you wondering what the blue aliens were doing prior to humans showing up? Pretty much just hunting and stuff
NK: Did you have trouble telling the characters apart?
DC: One was a woman
Pictured: a distinct and memorable cast of characters
NK: There was some impressive facial work in this comic in the scenes where characters got to emote beyond being stoic. It is worth noting that Avatar's Pandora is a beautifully designed world with some extremely impressive creatures. The trees are impressively organic and create a nice environment
DC: Neil was always a better diplomat than I. The biggest hint, to me at least, that this wasn’t a passion project was that even the action scenes seem to have no attempt at foreshortening. (foreshortening is when you draw a long object, like an arm or leg, distorted in such a way to look like it's coming towards the viewer, creating the illusion of depth)
NK: A lot of these are fairly stock superheroey poses too.
DC: The mighty marvel method allowed Jack Kirby to infuse page with a dynamic and spontaneous energy and also allowed people to easily crank out tie-in comics to 10 year old movies no one cares about. A few action poses, a few meaningful looks in a conversation scene, fit the words around them
NK: Computer coloring only goes so far to enhance this, comics haven't benefitted from technology to compensate for flat story as well as movies or games
DC: Come to think of it this probably went through several layers of approval from the IP owners. I wonder who has the job of making sure that the clothing the na'vi wear across multimedia is consistent.
NK: I would've preferred they gone with a radically stylized look to showcase the Na'vi's movements being far more fluid and flexible than humans'. For example, a Ted McKeever Avatar
DC: Michael Fiffe's Bloodstrike: Brutalists which we reviewed a while back is the good version of this decade out of date revival done right.
NK: Yes, that is a much better way to revitalize a long dead franchise the world's long since forgotten
DC: I wonder if any of the kids who saw avatar at a formative age are old enough to be nostalgic for it while the Na'vi go through a Shrek style ironic revival?
NK: In theory I like the idea of telling the story of the Na'vi, a mash-up of indigenous cultures through the lens of a rich white guy's philanthropy, from the perspective of the actual natives
DC: Weirdly this comic, by mostly just being the natives fucking around doing their own thing, has less weird politics than the film, where the white outsider was the hero in a story about pushing back the colonizers
NK: Avatar is really a form of colonialism that, having exhausted the natural resources and human labor it brutally stole from the rest of the world, shows it sympathy it can sell in the form of a #NotAllWhities adventure.. The bar is so low for larger sociocultural consciousness in Hollywood films that it almost seems woke compared to, say, the Transformers movies At least this comic gives Tsu'tey another note or two to his personality beyond "Cranky Cuck".
DC: What note was that? I mean, I know what it was, I’m asking for the readers. Obviously.
NK: That he's still mourning the death of his true beloved, Ney'tiri's sister, and he's stepping up to roles set before him.
DC: Let this be an PSA to fellow content producers: reviewing an Avatar comic in 2019 is not the easy comedy goldmine it may seem at first glance. That said, are you excited for Avatar 2: the search for Na'vi's gold?
NK: If you'll excuse me, I gotta go fast to catch a ship that sailed years ago.
DC: At least spending $4 on a comic for ironic nostalgia is cheaper than spending $20 on a movie ticket. Anyway, happy new year everyone, we promise* to have more regular reviews this year
*not legally binding
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The Sticking Point 3
Warnings: this fic will include dark content such as noncon, possible violence, illness, death, bullying, ableism, and other elements. My warnings are not exhaustive, enter at your own risk.
This is a dark!fic and explicit. 18+ only. Your media consumption is your own responsibility. Warnings have been given. DO NOT PROCEED if these matters upset you.
Summary: You are sent in the place of your ailing sister to marry a stranger. (Regency AU)
Character: Loki
Note: Work is starting to get pretty busy again.
As per usual, I humbly request your thoughts! Reblogs are always appreciated and welcomed, not only do I see them easier but it lets other people see my work. I will do my best to answer all I can. I’m trying to get better at keeping up so thanks everyone for staying with me <3
Your feedback will help in this and future works (and WiPs, I haven’t forgotten those!)
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You are left undisturbed for near a day after the news arrives. You should be grateful for the reprieve but you cannot find respite among your unease.
Edith is gone, your world is splintered, yet this marriage must proceed. Not for your own sake, but for your family's. You expect your father wouldn't be content to have you return to his household. The only benefit to your sister's tragedy is that he was able to rid himself of you.
Doreen informs you that you are to ready for another lunch. You choose a gown of faded peach and a bonnet with a narrow rim and white ribbon. She helps you dress before leaving to look in on your mother.
You look in the mirror and wonder if maybe you were prettier your voice wouldn't matter so much. You pin the brooch with the blue bird just below your neckline. You pretend Edith is there with you, talking you through this. I believe in you, sissy, remember when you stole my cap back from that angry hog?
You wait to be called. You hate to presume or wait around where others might be disturbed by your presence. It isn't Doreen who comes but another servant, a broad steely-haired woman. She bids you out and you follow meekly, gaze straying to the golden frames and painted canvas.
The meal is hosted in the dining hall. A long ebony table with matching chairs. Each seat is upholstered with emerald velvet and capped with curlicued posts. You are shown to yours by Parson to the one reserved for you.
Your mother sits with her tears hidden behind her fan, not so much as looking in your direction. Doreen stands at her shoulder and offers a handkerchief. You can only hear the reprimand she would issue should you be blubbering so.
You rise as the duke enters, but not alone. Your mother leans heavily on the way, gathering herself with several flaps of her fan. She snaps it shut and tucks it away as she raises her chin, shooing away Doreen.
“Lady Thea,” Laufeyson begins before addressing you, “my parents, the Grand Duke Odin and the Grand Duchess, Frigga.”
He steps aside as an older couple stand regally in the archway. The man is burly but stout, with dark grey hair streaked with white. His jaw is set squarely and there is a familiar blue tint to his eyes. The woman is tall and blond and fair, her figure untouched by her age and her hair so golden that the grey strands only seem to make her shine.
You recognise them. The portraits in the main hall. Even with some decades since the artist’s work, they are beyond compare to their pigmented likenesses. They are as elegant and resplendent as their son. It sinks a rotten pit in your chest. Perhaps, they might not want you either.
“We’re acquainted, Thea and I,” Frigga declares, “I believe your father might recall her.”
“Yes, Lady Thea,” he bows, “I know your husband better, I’m afraid.”
The duke has a pinched look to his lip as he listens with his chin high. He moves stiffly, gesturing to the table, “mm, yes, let us be seated–”
“Loki,” Frigga says as she slowly wades forward, her skirts rippling like water, “what about your brother? He received an invitation, didn’t he?”
“Mother, certainly he did, but he is ever… unpredictable,” Loki offers. It is jarring to think of him as anything but the duke. To think he is anything but the master of Jade Park.
“Lady Jane is with child,” Frigga counters, “it might take them some time.”
“Lady Frigga, Lord Odin,” your mother begins, “I cannot remark upon your son’s hospitality enough. He’s been a wonderful host, especially…” she pauses and turns her head, touching her cheek with a gloved hand.
“Oh, we were distraught to hear of Lady Edith. Such a tragedy. So young and beautiful.”
You stare at the wall. You try not to think of the statement laced between her words. You are young too but not so beautiful.
“And your younger daughter is endearing, that is a rather charming brooch,” she turns her green irises on you.
“Thank you, Lady Fwigga,” you hold your head high as you cling to a thread of dignity.
Her cheeks bulb and there is a slight tremor in her chin before she can answer, “oh, that is a peculiar accent, dear.”
You don’t know if you should thank her. You can’t tell if she holds any derision but you’d prefer she not mention it. It’s obvious, it needn’t be emphasized.
Your eyes skitter over to Odin who watches you with quiet consideration. He does not hold the same disapproval as your father but you can’t read much in his face.
“She is all I have left,” your mother bemoans, “two daughters. That’s all I got. How I wanted to give my husband his heir but… it was not to be and now…”
“Oh, Thea,” Frigga drawls, “if you are to fraught to remain–”
“No, no,” your mother expands her fan and pushes air into her face, dabbing her tears with her knuckle, “no, I’m so happy for our families to come together.”
“As are we. It is only sensible–”
She is interrupted by some furor at the other end of the house. A smile curls her lips as a booming voice fills the corridor like thunder. As your eyes drift towards the doorway, they meet Loki’s. He looks at you with a furrow between his brows before he shifts his gaze towards the clamour.
The men rise first. You get to your feet as Parson rushes in to announce the new arrival. As he introduces Lord Thor and Lady Jane, he is almost breathless. The couple appears behind him, the towering duke clapping the groom’s shoulder so he staggers. The duchess gives a pretty smile to the grand duchess as her hand rests on her rounding stomach.
“Oh, Jane,” Frigga sweeps across the chamber to embrace her daughter-in-law without pretense, “you are immaculate,” she pulls back and cradles her cheeks, “you look well.”
“Do I? I’ve been struck sick for days.”
“But it shall pass,” Frigga avows and beckons the duchess with her to the table, “Lady Jane, my first son’s wife.”
You bow your head and your mother does the same, taking the lead as you remain silent, “Lady Jane, a delight to… meet you. Oh, my apologies,” your mother fans herself more rapidly, “your eyes, they have the same shape as my dear Edith’s.”
“Edith?” Jane utters and looks at Frigga. The grand duchess leans over to whisper gently. “Oh, my condolences, Lady Thea, oh and such timing as this?” She turns to you, “a betrothal is supposed to be a joyous affair, I cannot bear to think how you are doing.”
You don’t know what to say, as often you find yourself lacking. Your lips tremble but you do your best to keep your composure.
“I will miss my sista vewy much,” you try to speak slow and clear, but it just sounds clumsy, “I didn’t know…” you see the flicker in her eyes, the dimple in her cheek, the judgment casting a shadow over her, “I didn’t know you and yaw husband would attend.”
Jane’s lips part and her brows rise as she looks at her mother-in-law. Frigga tries not to acknowledge the almost taunting expression. You can’t. You feel it throttling you. Just be quiet.
“How fetching,” Thor intones, surprising you as he comes to stand behind his mother and wife, chewing a biscuit he snatched from the tray.
“Fetching?” Jane scoffs.
“The way she speaks, yes? I think it is… interesting.”
“That hardly matters,” Frigga insists, “it is what one says, not how they say it.”
You clamp your lips together. You want to crumple to the floor and sob. You don’t want to be stood here like some jester to entertain these people. You want to go home and see your sister’s casket. You want to be near her, even if she’s not really there.
Again, you find Loki’s distasteful glare. His throat bobs and his lips thin even further.
“Yes, yes, let us sit and eat. My staff has worked the morning to prepare us a fine lunch,” he chides, “I’d hate to see it wasted.”
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You stare at your untouched plate of cold meats and cheese. You’re not very hungry. Perhaps it is grief, or more likely it is shame. You want to shrink down to a morsel of dust and disappear.
There is an odd sort of skill acquired by those who are quiet. Observation. The ability to see so much, to take in every gesture, every twitch, every look with meaning. And you do not miss those errant gazes in your direction. Some with anticipation, others with dread, each waiting for you to say another twisted syllable.
Your mother fills the silence you refuse to break. She regales the table with the story of how she met your father on the promenade, how he trod on her skirts, and she hit him with her reticule. A tale you’ve heard anon.
She hiccups suddenly and cups her hand over her mouth. You turn to look at her as her wrinkles deepen and her gulps become sobs. She shakes her hand and waves her other. Doreen appears at her shoulder.
“My lady,” the servant says.
“Oh, Lady Thea,” Frigga dismisses the maid with a subtle flick of her fingers, “let us get you some air. It is such a lovely day, and I believe we do have some matters to attend to.” She helps your mother to her feet, hanging on to her elbow, “Lord Odin, you will accompany, in case she faints.”
Odin grunts. He hasn’t said much of anything. He seems more enamoured of this plate. As he stands, he stuffs a roll of sliced ham into his mouth. Chairs scrape as you stand to see them off. Doreen follows the older trio through the archway as they set off.
You resume your seat and watch the tablecloth. Your mother was of little assistance while present but without her, you are defenseless. Loki sips from his tea as Jane spears a slice of pear with her fork and Thor cracks a hard-boiled egg in his hand.
“So, I’ve not seen you before. You haven’t debuted?” Jane asks.
Your eyes flit up to hers. You almost don’t believe she’s talking to her. You’d been praying they’d forget you were there.
“My sista was ill and she is older so I was waiting until she went fast.”
“Fast? Went fast?” Jane repeats as she pretends to think, “went fast where?”
Loki sighs and sets his cup on the saucer with a harsh clink, “first. She meant first.”
“Oh, my, apologies, I’m afraid I have a bit of trouble understanding you. I don’t think I’ve heard any sort of affectation,” he smiles falls to something more sinister, “it is rather… garish.”
“Jane,” Thor says through a mouthful of egg, stopping himself to swallow, “she speaks clearly enough.”
“I’ve heard of physicians who can tend to that. They can teach you how to pronounce your words properly. Through repetition.” She enunciates each word, making sure to move her lips deliberately.
You fight a grimace. You swallow and look at your plate. It isn't the first time someone's made those comments, she will doubtful be the last. Just like those boys who used to call you 'widiculous' or 'wavishing'.
“Please, this doesn’t need to be a whole point of conversation,” Loki reproaches.
“I am only offering advice.”
“You are the one who spoke to her. None of us wanted to hear her.”
“Loki,” Thor says appalled, “she is to be your wife.”
“I was supposed to marry her sister. The normal one. The dead one.”
You flinch and let your shoulders slump. You bring your hands up and cover the brooch on your dress, as if holding Edith tight. Your lip pokes out as you fight a tide of grief that threatens to erupt.
“Aw, look, she is going to cry,” Jane taunts.
“Jane,” Thor’s voice hardens, “no more.”
Jane snaps her lips shut and rolls her beautiful hazel eyes. She pops the slice of sugared pear into her mouth behind her cruel smirk. Loki sneers at his fork as he twirls it in his hand. Thor gives you a glum look but it lands like a slap. He cannot relate to you, he can only pity you, and that is worse than contempt.
“If you are cuwious, Lady Jane, I have been to many physicians. They cannot help me,” you shrug, “just like they could not help my sista.”
Thor clucks and lets out a breath through his nostrils. Jane doesn’t falter, smiling as she chews, and Loki pushes himself to his feet. His chair threatens to topple as he swivels on his heel.
“I would see to our parents, make certain they are well and that this… contract is still in effect,” he takes rigid steps along the table, “I should hate to squander any more time in uncertainty.”
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This is a rush transcript of “Fox News Sunday” on August 1, 2021. This copy may not be in its final form and may be updated.
DANA PERINO, FOX NEWS HOST: I’m Dana Perino, in for Chris Wallace.
The Biden administration pushes back against critics of the latest mask
guidance based off new data from the CDC.
(BEGIN VIDEOTAPE)
JOE BIDEN, PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES: The CDC recommends you wear a
mask when you’re in public and indoors. That’s true for both the vaccinated
and unvaccinated.
PERINO (voice-over): The CDC warning the delta variant spreads as easily
as chickenpox and more easily than the common cold.
Now, the debate over masks and vaccinations raging in cities, businesses,
and the halls of Congress.
REP. CHIP ROY (R-TX): Which is it? Vaccines or masks?
PERINO: We’ll ask the director of NIH, Dr. Francis Collins, about the
science behind decision and the push to get more people vaccinated.
Then, what does the new guidance mean for the nation’s return to school?
UNIDENTIFIED FEMALE: It is wholly responsible to drop the mask made it at
this critical time.
UNIDENTIFIED FEMALE: If you re-implement mask mandates, we will not be
sending our students to school.
PERINO: States grapple with reinstating mask mandates indoors and in the
classroom. We’ll talk with South Carolina Governor Henry McMaster, who is
at odds with educators in his state. It’s a “FOX News Sunday” exclusive.
And consumer spending on the rise, but high inflation also partly to blame.
REP. KEVIN MCCARTHY (R-CA), MINORITY LEADER: We have gas prices that
haven’t been this high since the last time Biden was in office.
PERINO: We’ll ask Brian Deese, the top economic White House advisor, if
the delta variant could wreck the recovery.
Plus —
BIDEN: It’s going to get better.
PERINO: President Biden visits blue-collar workers in political
battleground. We’ll ask our Sunday panel whether the president’s early
start can stave off midterm losses.
All, right now, on “FOX News Sunday.”
(END VIDEOTAPE)
PERINO (voice-over): And hello again from “FOX News Sunday.”
The CDC releasing new research behind its decision to recommend a return to
mask wearing indoors, even by the vaccinated in parts of the country where
the delta variant is fueling new infections. The findings potentially
changing public messaging about how the disease is spread and how the
nation fights it. And coming at a time when Americans are exhausted and
confused by the ever-changing measures.
In a moment, we’ll speak with the director of the National Institutes of
Health, Dr. Francis Collins, and with South Carolina Governor Henry
McMaster.
But, first, let’s turn to Mark Meredith at the White House with more on the
new mask rules across the nation.
Good morning, Mark.
MARK MEREDITH, FOX NEWS CORRESPONDENT: Dana, the White House admits new
federal masking guidelines are not going to be popular but officials here
and at the CDC say they are necessary because of the delta variant of this
virus, causing a surge of cases nationwide.
(BEGIN VIDEOTAPE)
MEREDITH (voice-over): President Biden says the pandemic is lasting longer
than expected because millions of Americans still aren’t vaccinated.
BIDEN: What is happening in America right now is a pandemic, a pandemic of
the unvaccinated.
MEREDITH: But health officials say even vaccinated Americans can spread
the virus. The CDC now recommends people mask up it in areas where there
is, quote, significant or high spread, like Missouri, where the government
says no dice.
GOV. MICHAEL PARSON (R), MISSOURI: We never had a mandate in the state and
we’re not going to do a mandate.
MEREDITH: But many U.S. companies are now requiring customers and
employees wear masks again, some going even further, like Facebook and
Google, mandating employees get a vaccine. Soon, federal employees will be
require to undergo regular testing if they’re not vaccinated.
On Friday, FOX News asking the CDC director if a national mandate was
coming.
DR. ROCHELLE WALENSKY, CDC DIRECTOR: You know, that’s something that I
think the administration is looking into.
MEREDITH: The director later clarified her remarks insisting there will be
no federal mandate but her backtracking added to the week’s confusion.
(END VIDEOTAPE)
MEREDITH (on camera): There is some good news, federal health officials
saying vaccinations are on the uptake right now.
But President Biden insists they are not looking at any sort of 2020 style
lockdowns but he hinted on Friday, Dana, that it’s possible we could see
more restrictions in the weeks ahead — Dana.
PERINO: All righty. Mark Meredith reporting from the White House — Mark,
thank you.
Joining us now, NIH Director Dr. Francis Collins.
Dr. Collins, welcome back to “FOX News Sunday.” It’s so good to have you
here.
DR. FRANCIS COLLINS, DIRECTOR, NATIONAL INSTITUTES OF HEATH: Great to be
with you, Dana. Good chance to talk about where we are with COVID.
PERINO: Well, let’s start with that. It has been a very confusing week for
Americans trying to understand just what is happening with COVID at this
state of the pandemic. We have the Delta variant. It’s spreading across
America. Could you give our viewers as clear an explanation as possible on
what we should know and what we should be doing right now?
COLLINS: I will very much like to do that. And let me try to sift (ph)
away all of the confusing information and try to hit the high points. And
they kind of come in two categories, the bad news and the good news. So let
me start with the bad news. Delta is spreading. We know it’s extremely
contagious. And certainly in some parts of the country like Missouri,
Arkansas, Louisiana, it is reaching very high levels. And we are now once
again seeing case levels per day closing in on 100,000, which we haven’t
seen since February.
So this is really a different virus than last year. And everything we’re
learned about COVID a year ago you’ve got to sort of hit the reset button
on now how we need to react to it. We also are learning, and this is not
particularly good news, that vaccinated people, if they get infected, which
is rare but it does happen, they have pretty high viral loads, which means
they could also be passing it on to other people. Even though they have a
very low risk of getting seriously ill themselves, they can be a vector.
That was the reason for CDC saying it’s time, in those places where the
virus is spreading, which is about 75 percent of our counties, to put the
masks back on when you’re in an indoor space where it — whether you’re
vaccinated or not. This is the best way to stop the transmission of this
very contagious virus.
So those are the bad things.
(CROSSTALK)
PERINO: Go ahead.
COLLINS: The good things, the vaccines work extremely well, including
against Delta. If you’re vaccinated right now, your chance of getting
infected by this goes down by at least three-and-a-half-fold. Your
likelihood of having symptoms goes down by eight-fold. Your likelihood of
getting really significantly ill, in the hospital, goes down by 25-fold.
That’s an extremely encouraging new set of data from the real world where
we’re tracking this. So vaccinations are still our best hope. And they are
working beautifully, but, of course, we need to be sure that all people
take advantage of that.
So the other part of the good news that I’m happy to see is I think we may,
Dana, have seen a tipping point now where vaccinations are going up every
week, 56 percent increase in vaccinations in the last couple of weeks,
especially in those areas hardest hit. Goodness (ph), Louisiana has tripled
their rate of vaccinations in the last couple of weeks. That means people
are finally sort of saying, OK, I waited long enough, let’s do this.
And I would like everybody listening to this, this morning, to think about
that. Don’t you want to be part of that tipping point? If you haven’t yet
gotten vaccinated, the evidence is now overwhelming. There are so many
things that are not going to be easy for you to do if you’re not
vaccinated. Companies are starting to require this. Just let’s get off the
fence, move forward, and be part of the winning team that gets this Delta
out of here.
PERINO: Think the vaccinated people are somewhat frustrated that they —
you know, they want to get back and go about their lives without masks. And
it’s frustrating to them when they feel like, you know, here we are, have
done the right thing, but now we’re going to be possibly having to go back
to this, including in our schools. And, you know, masks aren’t a magic
bullet. The vaccines aren’t a magic bullet. But the vaccines are working
very well. And I understand that there has been that uptick. Do you think
it’s necessary for children to have to be masked in schools as they start,
you know, in the next couple of weeks?
COLLINS: Well, if the goal here is to reduce transmission of this virus
amongst children who are not completely immune from getting seriously ill,
or having them pass it on to others in their households, the masks are the
best thing we’ve got right now to reduce that.
I know people are frustrated. And I know people are frustrated and it has
gotten very political and people are looking for someone to blame. Just put
all that aside and look at the facts. Delta is as contagious as we now know
it is, and we want to try to put an end to what is a very significant
uptick right now. Wearing masks, if you’re under 12 and can’t be
vaccinated, when you’re school is a really smart thing to do.
And I know it’s tiresome and kids and their parents are sick of it. But
let’s think about what we’re talking about, life and death here. We’ve lost
620,000 Americans already. If we could save even a few of those by putting
masks on ourselves and our kids, well, it seems like the right thing to do.
PERINO: And then at some point don’t we have to accept that there will be
some risk?
COLLINS: Oh, there is risk in being alive right now, for sure, and risk in
going around your business which I think we’re all determined to try to do
and avoid lockdowns, which is something we don’t want to have to go back
to.
But if we’re going to be able to continue, whether in business or in
school, to do things that we all really value, putting the mask on is the
best way to ensure that things don’t get worse. So it seems like a
sacrifice worth making.
PERINO: All right. I also wanted to ask you about this. So this is about
my mom, but I do think this is representative of a lot of people across
America. So for the last — she’s 74 years old. For the last 18 months she
has done all the right things. They’ve stayed home. She has on her bucket
list a road trip to New England. She lives in Denver. She’d love to see the
colors this fall. But she’s concerned.
I think that as she is fully vaccinated this is a trip she should take and
take the right precautions that she needs to in a crowded place.
But what’s say you about people getting back to living their lives and
learning to live with the virus?
COLLINS: I think she should definitely go. I think she should do all the
careful things. Obviously, wear a mask during public transportation,
because that’s still a very smart thing and required in most cases. And as
you say, wear a mask indoors and crowded places.
But actually, New England is doing a lot better than the rest of the
country. So, she’s going to a place where the infection rates are quite a
bit lower.
I would still urge her to do all these cautious things, but, yeah, go and
enjoy the colors. This is not a reason to stay at home at this point.
We’ve made a lot of progress here, compared to where we were a year ago. We
just don’t want to do silly things to cause the delta virus to come back
even stronger.
PERINO: All right. Dr. Francis Collins, a pleasure to have you this
morning. Thank you so much.
COLLINS: Thank you. Get vaccinated, people.
PERINO: And joining us now from Columbia, South Carolina, Governor Henry
McMaster.
Governor, welcome to “FOX News Sunday.”
I wanted to get your take on what’s going on there in South Carolina. You
have seen a 258 percent increase in the COVID cases, 129 percent in
hospitalizations, and a 17 percent increase in deaths.
What are you telling the citizens of South Carolina about the delta variant
and the risk for the unvaccinated?
GOV. HENRY MCMASTER (R), SOUTH CAROLINA: Well, we’ve all been through this
before with — when it started out last year, and we are telling everybody
to get vaccinated if you want to get vaccinated.
Peggy and I have gotten vaccinated. We’ve both had the virus and we’ve
gotten vaccinated.
But we’re not going to have a statewide mask mandate like they have in some
other places. We’ll not require people to get vaccinated.
And I would say, listening to your previous guests and others on this
subject, I think that the tone and the — I think there’s some exaggeration
going on, some hyperbole. Those figures that you just mentioned — yes, the
rates are going up, but they’re way below what they were a year ago from
that — a year ago.
Now the rates are going up, but they’re not nearly as high as they were
last July. The hospital capacity is — had plenty — those rates are not
going up. There’s no danger there.
But we’re urging people to get vaccinated. But I really think we got to
stay calm. We have put the fire out. It’s smoldering in places and could
come back up, but the house is not on fire again. And that’s what a lot of
the epidemiologists and experts are telling the people and it’s frightening
people.
But we’re not going to have a mandatory mask mandate. We’re not going —
we’re not going to allow our schools — we have a law in South Carolina we
passed last year that says that the schools cannot require masks.
This all will be up to the parents whether the children wear masks when
they go to school. That’s the parent decision now.
We have the information. We know the danger involved. Vaccinations are
available all over the state. Testing is available all over the states.
It’s all free.
And we’re going to trust the people to do the right thing. We’re giving
them the right information.
But I believe a lot of our national experts are — are engaging in
frightening hyperbole.
PERINO: Have you been frustrated with the continued poor and confusing
communications, even admittedly for the administration says they know that
it was confusing this week, that the CDC put out? And has that complicated
any of your efforts in getting people either back to work or back in
schools this fall?
MCMASTER: Oh, it has some. We’re not confused here. We know that — what
to do, but the — we have a saying in South Carolina, if you don’t like the
weather, wait a while, it will change in just a few minutes.
And that’s how the advice out of the national experts has been, just back-
and-forth, almost to the point where people have very little confidence in
it.
We like the recommendations. We understand the recommendations. We have a
very fine Department of Health and Environmental Control here in South
Carolina.
But we like to give the information to the people. We don’t require them to
do things. Give them the right information, not exaggeration or hyperbole,
make all the choices available to them and then let them make the decision.
And it’s working.
And I’d point out that if we had followed the advice of the national
experts back when this thing began last year, the whole country would be
closed down. There are still some states, mostly Democratic leadership,
where they still have businesses closed and I think even some churches are
still closed, which I can’t understand due to the First Amendment.
But we didn’t take that course. We — instead of trying to close everything
down we could, we tried to keep everything open that we could.
As a result, our economy is going. Our people are working. They’re
prospering again. While other states are digging out, we’re taking off.
So I think that the exaggeration —
PERINO: Did you —
MCMASTER: — the almost scare tactics of — are not — are not justified,
not wise.
PERINO: I know that you signed that executive order back on May 11th, but
for your state Department of Health, is there any flexibility within the
law if the health experts and say that they get new information that would
allow for them to ratchet up some of the protections of the people, or is
it just a blanket, no masks, we’re not going to do it?
MCMASTER: It’s a blanket no masks, we’re not going to do it, unless the
legislature comes in and passes a new law. This one lasts for one year and
that’s — there’s no exceptions to it. And that’s for schools as well.
(CROSSTALK)
PERINO: And then how will you try to — yeah, I wanted to ask you about
schools.
So, I know that in the South, kids will — at least in some counties — go
back and just a couple of weeks. How will you help basically deal with any
tensions between perhaps teachers and parents when it comes to getting back
into the classroom and this mask issue? Or do you think that won’t be a
problem in South Carolina?
MCMASTER: I think there’ll be some on the education side that will be
calling for masks, but that question has already been answered. I gave —
had an executive order when we were still in the state of emergency, that
the parents would decide whether the children would wear masks and then the
legislature followed with that recommendation and said there should be no
masks.
So, we’re going to let the parents decide and — but there is no confusion
among the parents. We have seen what happens when these children are
subjected to requiring masks so they can’t perform, they can’t learn. We’ve
had enough damage to the education system already by virtual learning,
which didn’t work at all. We’re really going to be digging out, all of us
across the country, in these K-12 for years.
But adding more fuel to the fire by requirements which are not necessary is
not a smart thing to do, and we’re not going to do it.
PERINO: I noticed that McKinsey study this week that said some kids that
did remote learning, that they were so far behind over the course of their
lifetime, they are already probably $60,000 behind on what they would earn
in their lifetime. So I take your point on that.
Last question to you: what is your best message or incentives there in
South Carolina to encourage people to get a vaccine?
MCMASTER: Use your common sense. You can go online or go most anyplace and
find out where you can get a vaccination for free. You can find out where
to get testing for free. We have sites all over the state. We have an ample
supply now thanks to President Trump.
And I would urge everyone to make your decision, the one that’s right to
you. Talk to your friends, talk to your — talk to your doctor, talk to
your preacher, talk to whomever you want to.
But we — we’ve had a good experience with the vaccine. We don’t have
people checking into the hospitals that are vaccinated. We know that 99
something percent of those that are coming — that do come in, which is
lower than it was a year ago, of course, are unvaccinated.
So we know the vaccine works, but it’s not for everybody. We’re not going
to make anybody —
PERINO: Got it.
MCMASTER: — do it, but we ask everybody to get the information from good
sources and make your decision.
For Peggy and me, that was the right decision, to get the vaccination.
PERINO: Well, I hope that even though the weather, as you say, changes
every few minutes, that you have a great day today. Thank you, Governor.
Thanks for joining us this morning.
MCMASTER: It’s beautiful. Thank you, ma’am.
PERINO: Yeah, I’m sure it is. Thank you.
Up next, how big a threat is the delta variant to the economic recovery?
We’ll ask a top White House economic advisor about that, and growing fears
of inflation, next.
(COMMERCIAL BREAK)
PERINO: The White House is touting strong economic growth while working on
advancing trillions of dollars in spending through infrastructure and
social programs, while this weekend a federal moratorium on evictions has
expired, leaving millions at risk as cases of COVID surge.
Joining us now, Brian Deese, head of the president’s National Economic
Council.
Brian, welcome back to “FOX News Sunday”.
I know that this has been a very busy weekend for you and we’ll get to all
of the topics that we can in this time that we have.
Regarding the delta variant and the concerns for people’s health and their
liberty, what — how concerned are you that this new guidance from the CDC
might make some people concerned about going out and keep them home and
maybe slow the economy a little bit?
BRIAN DEESE, DIRECTOR, NATIONAL ECONOMIC COUNCIL: Well, we’re taking it
very seriously. From the beginning, the health and economic crisis have
been inextricably linked. And that will continue to be the case.
But I think the important part is, this is not 2020 or early 2021. We’re in
a very different position. Our economy is growing at a historic rate. Last
year we were in a historic economic free fall. We’re creating jobs at
record pace. Jobs are plentiful and wages are going up.
And nearly 70 percent of Americans have gotten the first vaccine. Vaccines
are free, widely available, anyone can get them, everyone should take them.
And the other thing that’s different is that because President Biden acted
early and aggressively, states, cities, schools, and others, they have the
resources to effectively surge capability where it needs. So states and
localities have the resources to make sure that their hospital systems are
not overwhelmed. Schools have the resources to open safely in September.
And you heard President Biden this week say schools should reopen.
So we are in a fundamentally different place. We have to stay vigilant. We
have to stay focused. But we — our economy and this recovery are strong
and there’s durable momentum in the economy, we just have to keep that
going.
PERINO: So let me ask you about one of those issues, and that is coming
out of COVID, and that was that there was an eviction moratorium that was
put in place to help protect people from being kicked out of their homes
when they couldn’t work, when the government, you know, shut the economy
down. But now that has expired as of last night.
It’s a real mess. It’s been coming for months. Why wait until the last
minute to address it? This — I think, as I saw it, brought up on Thursday
by the speaker, and now it’s expired. Would the president like to see the
Senate act on this and expand the moratorium and extend it going forward?
DEESE: Well, the real issue here is how to get money out to renters who,
through no fault of their own, are behind on their rent and to help
landlords keep those renters in their home, which is a win-win.
President Biden has been on this issue since day one, secured an additional
$20 billion for states and localities for exactly this purpose and got all
of that money to the states and the localities this spring. That money is
there. The states have the tools. The localities have the tools. And
there’s no excuse. They need to move that money to those renters and those
landlords immediately.
The good news is, we know this can work. In June there was triple the
amount of resource that went than there was in May. In places like
Louisville and Harris County, Texas, they’re getting money out effectively
to help renters.
And at the federal government level, we’re going to continue to do what we
can. Now that that money is with the states and the locals, we’re going to
provide technical assistance. And we can extend eviction moratorium for
properties that are backed by government guarantees. So that’s for HUD and
USDA and the VA. But the key message here is that no landlord should evict
without seeking that rental assistance and states and localities need to
get that money out urgently. And they can — they can do that.
PERINO: It has been pretty shocking though. In New York they have all this
money sitting there and they haven’t dispersed it at all. And you’ll recall
that the unemployment benefits were really hard. Many of the states had a
hard time dealing with that.
Are you confident that the states are going to be able to get out this
money without causing a complete uproar for the administration?
DEESE: Well, we’re not going to rest until that money gets out and is
flowing effectively. The states and localities need to take those steps,
and we’re going to do what we can at the federal level to support them.
But I would just underscore that this is really a win-win. A lot of these
landlords are mom-and-pop landlords. They don’t benefit if they have to
evict tenants. And the individuals here that are affected, you know, face a
devastating choice between having to pay rent or put food on the table.
But those resources are there. They’re there and we can get this done. We
just need the states and localities to move quickly and effectively. And
the federal government, we’re going to continue to do everything that we
can to help support that effort.
PERINO: OK, just to be clear, you do think the moratorium should end at
some point, and is that soon?
DEESE: Well, the president made clear that he would support an extension
of the moratorium. He’d sign it into law if it came to his desk. And we’re
going to take steps that we can. We took the steps to extend a moratorium
for properties that have a government-backed guarantee, again, HUD, VA,
USDA. So those are the steps that we can take.
But right now the opportunity and the need and the necessity is to get that
money that is out there, that Congress passed and that we got to the states
and localities, get that money in the hands of landlords.
PERINO: Yes.
DEESE: And landlords should seek that money. Rather than seeking to evict,
they should seek that money. It’s in their interest as well.
PERINO: And the states should get it out to them, that’s for sure.
All right, I wanted to ask you about this as well because this is pretty
big news over the week. The Senate is poised to pass the bipartisan
infrastructure bill this coming week. And then, right after that, the
Democrats plan to start work on their next spending package that they have
proposed.
Senator Sinema said last week that while she supports beginning the process
on the second package, the White House’s price tag is still too high. She
said this, “while I support beginning this process, I do not support a bill
that costs $3.5 trillion.”
Now Sinema’s statement, Brian, I’m sure you saw, provoked instant outrage
from progressive House Democrats. Congressman Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez
tweeted this, “good luck taking your own party’s investment on child care,
climate action and infrastructure while presuming you’ll survive a three-
vote House margin.
Brian, how will you manage the progressives who want much more than $3.5
trillion in additional spending with moderates like Sinema and Joe Manchin,
who want much less?
DEESE: Well, this is a process. And the good news that we’ve seen over the
course of the last week is that this process is moving forward and moving
forward in a way that a lot of people said they didn’t think was possible
just a couple of weeks ago.
First, we saw a really promising vote on a bipartisan infrastructure
package that would invest in roads and bridges, would get high-speed
internet to all Americans, would replace lead water pipes and finally bring
clean water to our schools and our child care facilities and our homes.
These are badly needed investments in our economy and we’re moving that
forward and are hopeful that we’ll see a bipartisan vote in the Senate on
that.
At the same time we’re moving forward and we’re going to advance what’s
called a budget resolution to start the process of writing a reconciliation
to invest in human infrastructure, in things like child care and early
education and things like caring for our seniors and people with
disabilities and also to do things like lower the cost of prescription
drugs and the amount that Medicare pays for those prescription drugs. These
are also critically needed things. Things that have had bipartisan support
in the past.
And we’re going to keep this process going. I mean this is the legislative
process in action. The president has an agenda. He cares about both of
these things. These are both his priority. And we’re going to keep making
progress and keep getting this done.
PERINO: All right, so that’s going to — we’ll see how that goes. There’s
some amendments that have to go through, so it’s a little bit precarious,
but there is momentum, I’ll give you that for sure.
Billionaire businessman Ken Langone said, however, that — and he’s not
alone. You know, people like Larry Summers, allies of the White House, are
concerned about inflation if the government puts way too much money into
the system.
Here’s what Ken Langone said. I think you’re going to take a white-hot fire
and throw a five-gallon gas can on top of it. You’re going to have flames
so high it’s going to be incredible.
Is the president concerned about the risk of inflation as we go forward
here?
BRIAN DEESE, DIRECTOR, NATIONAL ECONOMIC COUNCIL: So I want to separate out
two very different things. Certainly the price increases that we’ve seen
over the last couple of months are real and we’ve seen them in areas like
cars and hotel prices, airlines, food. But they share one thing in common,
which is they’re all connected to the pandemic and they’re all connected to
the kinds of supply chain bottlenecks and issues that we have when we wake
up an economy that was dormant. And we, and almost every into independent
forecaster, look forward and see that those will dissipate as this economic
recovery advances.
It’s a very different question from what the impact will be of long term
investments in our economy’s productive capacity and in our economy’s
workforce. And long-term investments like what we’re talking about in the
infrastructure package that will actually improve our ports and our
airports, our roads and our bridges, that will actually break bottlenecks
in our economy. It will make it easier to get goods and services flowing.
It will actually lower prices over the long term.
If we can get more people into the workforce by investing in things like
quality child care, some more parents and more women can work in the
workforce, that will increase labor supply. It will actually reduce price
pressures on our economy. And so those long-term investments, it’s a very
different thing. And that’s an economic strategy that I think you have
broad — you see broad support for. And, frankly, those are investments
that are long overdue and are the kinds of things that will sustain, not
only a strong recovery, but actually help to put downward pressure on
prices going forward.
PERINO: All right, Brian, thanks for your time and your views from the
White House. Obviously, that’s going to be a big debate coming up and we
will pay attention to it here on Fox News.
Always good to talk with you. Thank you so much.
DEESE: Thanks a lot.
PERINO: Up next, we’ll bring in our Sunday group on the debate over mask
mandates, even for the vaccinated.
(COMMERCIAL BREAK)
(BEGIN VIDEO CLIP)
REP. KEVIN MCCARTHY (R-CA): I don’t know, the gentleman over there is going
to run for the Senate. Maybe he wants to do that so he doesn’t have to wear
a mask.
REP. TIM RYAN (D-OH): The top doctor for Congress asks us to put on masks
when we come to a chamber with 435 people.
And I just find it absolutely immature and appalling to somehow diminish it
to try to score cheap political points.
(END VIDEO CLIP)
DANA PERINO, FOX NEWS ANCHOR: Debate erupts on the House floor over House
Speaker Nancy Pelosi’s announcement that the mask requirement will return
to D.C. based on the CDC guidance.
And now it’s time for our Sunday group to talk about all of this.
Marc Thiessen, resident fellow at the American Enterprise Institute,
Jacqueline Alemany of “The Washington Post,” and Mo Elleithee of Georgetown
University’s Institute of Politics and Public Service.
Marc, I have to ask you, the CDC made a lot of news this week. They’ve been
roundly criticized. The White House got upset when reporters covered on
that confusion and said they were confusing it. This is a tweet in all caps
from the White House. Vaccinated people do not transmit the virus at the
same rate as unvaccinated people. And if you fail to include that context,
you’re doing it wrong.
Marc, I’ve been a little bit pulling my hair out as to why the White House
instead didn’t just hold a briefing to basically clear up any confusion,
answer all the questions, rather than having one off interviews or email
distribution of guidance come from the CDC.
Your thoughts?
MARC THIESSEN, RESIDENT FELLOW AT THE AMERICAN ENTERPRISE INSTITUTE,
“WASHINGTON POST” COLUMNIST AND FOX NEWS CONTRIBUTOR: Your 100 percent
correct. And, look, the message from the White House and from the — for
the federal government ought to be for, if you are vaccinated, for you the
pandemic is over. There have been 164 million Americans who have been fully
vaccinated and less than a thousand of those have died of COVID. You are
more likely to die from a lightning strike, a dog attack, drowning, a bee
sting, or even seasonal flu than you are to die of COVID-19 if you are
vaccinated.
And the unvaccinated — and the unvaccinated pose no risk to the
vaccinated. So this — so the idea that we all have to run around wearing
masks and going back to COVID restrictions is absurd.
The — what the vaccines have done is that they have taken this mortal
threat and turned it into a threat no more dangerous than the common cold.
But our battle has never been against the common cold, it’s been against
mass death. And mass death is over.
PERINO: Jackie, were reporters just try to do their best to try to, you
know, cover this bouncing ball?
JACQUELINE ALEMANY, “THE WASHINGTON POST”: Yes, Dana, look, I think a
document obtained by my colleagues this week from the CDC about previously
unpublished data was really revealing. And I think that what the
frustration has been is that some of this data, which has showed an
evolution in findings on the delta variant hasn’t been made — hasn’t been
communicated to the public before a change in these mask mandates and
actual policy.
You’ve had public health experts come out and criticize the administration.
It’s not just frustrations that you’re hearing from White House reporters
about the lack of information, but basically this argument from trusted
experts, like — people like Dr. Scott Gottlieb arguing that this public
health information is going to help save lives. And it allows this policy
to be made better and allows people to make decisions that, you know,
potentially, again, at the end of the day, are going to help mitigate these
risks here.
But I think that some of the White House’s internal machinations are also
that so long as these vaccination rates have stalled, masks are a way to,
in the meantime, prevent the transmission of the delta variant. But, at the
end of the day, what Americans still need to prioritize first and foremost
is getting vaccinated. Again, though, that messaging is a very fine needle
to thread here.
PERINO: It is.
ALEMANY: And it was — it hasn’t been handled very clearly by White House
officials this week
PERINO: On the other issue, Mo, I wanted to ask you this, why do — why do
you think the Biden administration and congressional Democrats waited so
long to address the eviction moratorium when we’ve all known about the
deadline for weeks? They spoke about it Thursday. The expiration date was
Saturday. Who dropped the ball and what’s next?
MO ELLEITHEE, GEORGETOWN INSTITUTE OF POLITICS AND PUBLIC SERVICE, FORMER
DNC COMMUNICATIONS DIRECTOR AND FOX NEWS CONTRIBUTOR: Well, it’s a good
question. And I do think there are a lot of people who are frustrated that
— that the extension issue really only started to surface this last week.
But — but listening to Brian Deese earlier as you talked with him, I do
think there’s a lot of importance in his point that there is money that is
out there to deal with this. And some states and localities are doing a
really good job of getting that money out to renters and landlords and some
states really are not. You mentioned earlier New York, Dana, but also
Florida. South Carolina, Arkansas have not been disturbing at the same rate
as some of the better ones. There is a — there — so there is a mechanism
in place — and this is the White House’s argument — there is a mechanism
in place to deal with the people who are in the biggest crunch right now
but they need to do a better job of disturbing those funds. And, at the
same time, because of the Supreme Court’s decision, there’s not much more
that can be done to extend this until Congress acts.
PERINO: Right, until Congress Acts.
And I have to —
ELLEITHEE: I think a lot of people wish that had — that had happened
sooner.
PERINO: Yes. Yes.
ELLEITHEE: Yes, I think a lot of people wish that it happened a little
sooner.
PERINO: Well, I’m sure. And a lot of the renters and the landlords.
ELLEITHEE: But the money is there to help them right now.
PERINO: Yes, not all the landlords are Warren Buffett.
That’s right.
ELLEITHEE: Right.
PERINO: But, Marc, I have to — maybe this one last question to you on
this, which is, if they were to extend this moratorium for another four to
five months, that puts us right in the middle of the holidays. Does anyone
really believe that the administration is going to want eviction notices
going out over Christmas? And then how long does this moratorium get
extended?
THIESSEN: Well, it shouldn’t be extended. I mean, look, it’s time to stop
paying people not to work and it’s stop — time to stop letting people live
in other people’s properties rent free, which is what these policies are
doing.
The — the — when the moratorium was created, it was in the time when
people — when the government was shutting down the economy and pushing
people out of their jobs and we wanted to make people that people weren’t
pushed out of their homes at the same time. Today there are a record 9.3
million unfilled jobs in America and 48 percent of employers say that they
have jobs that they want to fill that they can’t fill. So anyone who wants
a job can get a job in this — in this country. And, at the same time, if
you want people to take advantage of the rental assistance, which is a good
program, the Biden administration has only pushed out 7 percent of the $47
billion that have been offered for this, having an eviction moratorium
means that there’s no incentive to do it. If you can’t be kicked — if you
can’t be evicted from their home, you have no incentive to pay your back
rent and to — and to — and to do this. So lifting the eviction
moratorium, while more effectively help putting the rental assistance, it
helps everybody. The homeowners don’t want to evict people because they
want to get their back rent and the people who are living there don’t want
to be evicted either.
PERINO: Right.
THIESSEN: So what we need to do is lift the moratorium and push this aide
out so that people can get the back rent and be made whole and we can get –
– and get the money out.
PERINO: And get the money out. Absolutely. The taxpayers have given the
money. They were generous. And that money then just has to get out to the
people.
Panel, we have to take a quick break.
Up next, Kamala Harris’ bad poll numbers trigger some Democrats’ concerns
for next year’s midterms. We’ll discuss, next.
(COMMERCIAL BREAK)
(BEGIN VIDEO CLIP)
REP. KYRSTEN SINEMA (D-AZ): The word in this town and all across this
country from the naysayers is that bipartisanship is dead, that it doesn’t
work anymore and that government is broken. And we are here to say, no, it
works.
(END VIDEO CLIP)
PERINO: Moderate Democratic Senator Kyrsten Sinema tripling down a
bipartisanship but not necessarily on the progressive agenda many in her
party want enacted.
And we’re back now with the panel.
Jackie, apparently this morning Susan Collins is saying, she’s a senator
from Maine, that she thinks there will be more than ten Republican senators
supporting the bill. How do you see it on The Hill, as I understand, Senate
staffers worked through the night to try and get some legislative language
that Senator Manchin says should be available today?
ALEMANY: That’s exactly right, Dana. Senate staffers have been working
overnight thumbing through this 2,700 page infrastructure deal. But, look,
getting ten Republican senators on board to get this through is only the
first challenge I think you’re going to see in actually passing a
bipartisan info structure package as soon as this gets — makes its way to
the House is going to be really where a lot of the work has to be done.
As you’ve seen members, more progressive members, already applying lots of
pressure on House Speaker Nancy Pelosi not to buckle to the pressure of
moderate Democratic senators who are already rebuffing the $3.5 trillion
reconciliation bill that Pelosi has promised to pass in tandem with this
bipartisan infrastructure bill, whether or not Pelosi actually ultimately
is going to — how long she’s going to wait for this $3.5 trillion bill to
make its way from the Senate to the House to then move forward is unclear.
But this is a very fine balancing act that she’s going to have to play with
an increasingly growing 100-member progressive caucus that has increasing
influence with every day.
PERINO: Marc, it seems like knives are out a little bit for the moderate
senators on the Democratic side, Joe Manchin and Kyrsten Sinema. But they
seem to not be bothered by that. They continue to push. What do you see —
how do you see it?
THIESSEN: Yes, I think this was a story of two images for me. The first
image that I saw was the image of Kyrsten Sinema standing at — arm in arm
with Rob Portman at the press conference announcing this bipartisan deal,
which is showing not just cooperation, not just compromise, but genuine
affection for each other. These people work together to craft something
that is truly bipartisan. And that’s what the American people want.
And then you contrast that with the image of the squad numbers going on
Twitter and accusing Kyrsten Sinema of being a racist and the — and the —
and the bipartisan deal people being racist and say — because she
wouldn’t go — because she wants to reach out to Republicans and
compromise.
I think Sinema understands what to many Democrats in Washington don’t
understand. The American people did not give Democrats a mandate for
socialism. They gave him a 50/50 Senate, a three vote margin in the House.
That is a mandate for compromise. And Kyrsten Sinema is trying to lead her
party to — off the — off the edge and towards compromise and
bipartisanship and they don’t want to follow.
PERINO: Yes, it’s interesting to watch her. I think she’s one of the most
interesting legislators in our country right now.
Mo, I also wanted to talk to you about this. I noticed in “The Hill” this
week, that’s “The Hill” newspaper, I should say, an ally of Vice President
Harris expressed skepticism on how effective she can be in helping
Democrats keep its majorities in the upcoming midterm elections. This is a
quote, no one is coming out and saying she’s doing an amazing job because
the first question would be on what? She’s made a bunch of mistakes and
she’s made herself a story for good and bad.
Now, in that article, a spokesperson for Harris declined to comment.
What do you think her office is going to try to do to reassure her allies?
ELLEITHEE: Well, with friends like those, right? I mean, look, I — I don’t
think people — you know, the question is, how does this all play out
heading into the midterms. I — I don’t — two points. One, I don’t think
anybody votes — chooses in midterm elections their congressional votes on
who the vice president is. They — they — they vote in the midterms on
whether or not those individual members are part or — part of or against
progress that is or isn’t happening, right? If the Biden administration is
successful heading into the midterms, that’s going to be tremendously
helpful to down ballot Democrats. If it is not, it will be harmful.
So the best thing the vice president can do is just do everything she can
to help push that agenda forward, to help make sure that the president’s
agenda is as successful as possible. I think she’s doing it. I think she’s
working on. She’s got some tough assignments but we’re living in an era
where just about every assignment is tough. So I think as long as she puts
her head down, goes out there, helps pass the administration’s agenda, and
does a good job of communicating that, then I think this conversation goes
away.
But I think she is being — I think Republicans are eager to sort of put a
spotlight on her because most of what they have tried to do to the
president hasn’t stuck. And so I think you’re just going to see her name
elevated for better and for worse over the next year. She just needs to
keep her head down and do the job.
PERINO: And as you pointed out, it was one of her allies that said that.
Jackie, just very quickly, there are 14 investigations underway about the
January 6th Capitol insurrection. What’s the next step for Speaker Pelosi’s
committee? Will that committee actually start to call Republican witnesses
and when would that be?
ALEMANY: That’s the plan right now, Dana, according to Chairman Thompson,
who we spoke with on Friday before the House, you know, left for the
weekend. But basically what they’re doing now is they’re figuring out what
evidentiary gaps there are, what witnesses they want to call. And if they
do call those witnesses and subpoena them, how exactly they’re going to get
those witnesses to comply with those subpoenas. That is going to be really
crucial to this investigation, especially as Democrats have made it clear
that they want this to play out in public view in order for the American
public to see.
But I think if Democrats want to garner any new information, they’re going
to have to get people like Congressman Jim Jordan, Kevin McCarthy to
actually talk about their discussions with former President Trump that
played out on the days of January 6th.
PERINO: OK.
Jackie, Marc and Mo, always a pleasure to see you. Thank you so much,
panel. We will see you next Sunday.
Up next, our “Power Player of the Week,” Emily Harrington, on embracing her
fears and her record-breaking climb.
(COMMERCIAL BREAK)
PERINO: Well, she’s one of the top-ranked competitors in a sport that’s as
fascinating as it is frightening. And as Chris Wallace first told you last
winter, she made headlines setting a new record on a classic course. Here’s
our “Power Player of the Week.”
(BEGIN VIDEOTAPE)
EMILY HARRINGTON, PROFESSIONAL ROCK CLIMBER: I was drawn to the challenge.
I was drawn to the exposure. I was drawn to the fear.
CHRIS WALLACE, FOX NEWS ANCHOR: Emily Harrington faces fear in a way few
others have, free climbing rock walls, using just her hands and feet, with
a rope only in case she falls.
WALLACE (on camera): You talk about the — the — the place of fear and
discomfort. I think most people would say they — they spend their life
trying to avoid that. You spend your life seeking it.
HARRINGTON: I think we, as humans, spend too much time avoiding those —
those harder feelings. Those are very normal, natural human emotions that
nobody can ever escape.
WALLACE (voice over): Last fall, Emily became the first woman to free climb
the Golden Gate Route up Yosemite’s famed El Capitan in less than 24 hours.
It’s a punishing 3,200 foot assent that usually takes days.
HARRINGTON: It is one of the most difficult, massive and beautiful walls in
the world. And it’s sort of a bucket list thing on every climber’s list.
WALLACE (on camera): What is so special about the Golden Gate Route in 24
hours?
HARRINGTON: Yes, it was just this massive challenge of having everything
that I have worked my entire life on just all rolled into 24 hours.
WALLACE (voice over): It didn’t come easy.
HARRINGTON: The second attempt, I was really close. I failed about 300 feet
from the top. I was to tired. Essentially like my arms were just giving out
on me.
HARRINGTON: I just thought I could do it and —
WALLACE (on camera): You did 2,900 feet, you’re 300 feet from the summit,
and you can’t go any further.
HARRINGTON: Yes.
WALLACE: How frustrating was that?
HARRINGTON: And there were a lot of tear. There’s a little bit of
profanity.
UNIDENTIFIED MALE: Is today the day?
HARRINGTON: Today’s the day.
WALLACE (voice over): But this November, she was back.
WALLACE (on camera): What is it like starting out to climb El Capitan at
1:30 in the morning?
HARRINGTON: It’s really peaceful. It’s a really cool experience. You have
your head lamp and it’s just you and your little circle of light.
WALLACE (voice over): Emily was doing well, until —
HARRINGTON: And I started up this one pitch and I slipped and I fell. And
then the next thing I knew I saw black and I just felt like the wetness of
blood pouring down my face.
WALLACE (on camera): And how close did you come to giving up at that
moment?
HARRINGTON: I really did want to quit and I told myself, OK, I’m going to
try one more time and I’m going to focus just on what’s in front of me.
WALLACE (voice over): Emily kept climbing. And this time she made it.
HARRINGTON: It was now 10:00 at night. I was very, very tired. And I just
cried. And kind of a little bit sad that it was over, honestly.
WALLACE (on camera): How long had you been climbing that day?
HARRINGTON: Twenty-one hours, 13 minutes and 51 seconds.
WALLACE (voice over): Emily Harrington has been the first woman to make 14
assents, each one a chance to face fear and beat it.
HARRINGTON: I have tons of projects out there that I haven’t yet succeeded
on. And every once in a while, when you succeed, it really is like a gift
(ph).
(END VIDEOTAPE)
PERINO: What a remarkable young woman she is indeed.
Filmmaker John Glassberg (ph) shot much of that remarkable footage.
Well, that is it for today. Please join me and Bill Hemmer every weekday at
9:00 a.m. Eastern on “AMERICA’S NEWSROOM” on Fox News Channel and I’ll see
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Gif 1: In a car on the highway, season 2 episode 1. Liz is driving and Rosa is sitting in the passenger seat. Both are singing along to the song on the radio, both are moving their hands to the music. The text reads “”But now this weird thing is happening ‘cus I mean, in the absence of Max I’ve had so, most of my scenes have been with Rosa and working with her and uh, it’s gotten to a point where we’re like sharing mannerisms and we like, we’re freaking out the crew” - Jeanine Mason”
Gif 2: In Isobel’s living room, season 2 episode 3. Closeup on Isobel lying on her couch. She is dressed comfortably with a thick knit blanket, she has her eyes closed and looks exhausted. She is barely moving. The text reads ““There was a week that I had of work that it just, it leveled me” - Lily Cowles”
Gif 3: Flashback to 1947 out in the desert at night, season 2 episode 3. Spaceship debris lies scatters on the ground, glowing with a blue/purple/white light. Small fires are burning among the pieces, and a tall, hooded figure in white moves slowly and purposefully between them. The text reads ““Oh I’ve had a lot of free time. No, I gotta say I - I’m an extra sometimes” - Nathan Dean Parsons”
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The night before her son turns 13, Alicia Zimmermann pulls her husband aside and says, “Promise me you’ll let him choose for himself. If he wants to play hockey, if he wants to dance, if he wants to be a waiter, we’ll be okay with it.
Bob promises her, with all the devotion she’s come to expect, but not minutes later reminds her the NHL waits for no man, and Jack will need to start preparing for the future as soon as possible.
It was a sign of things to come, and she didn’t heed the warnings.
Jack is 14 when they diagnose him with an anxiety disorder Alicia’s never heard of. The specialist recommends reducing the level of stress in his life, maybe cutting back on unnecessary extracurriculars. He knows the family. He knows Bob. He’s being gentle.
They don’t change anything because hockey is life. Jack’s happy on the ice, unhappy off, so they take the medication instead. Just another step to Jack’s already offensively complicated routine.
“See?” Bob smiles when Jack is chosen to play for Rimouski Oceanic. “He’s going to be fine. Not like you and I didn’t need a little extra help in the beginning.”
He’s talking about Alicia’s drinking nearly twenty years prior. His own cocaine problem in the early 80s. But Jack’s not twenty and whole-hog into a career, he’s a teenager.
She wants to protest on principle, but this isn’t her life. Bob knows this world better than she ever will, and if Jack still wants to play professionally (and he does), she needs to defer to her husband.
If this is what Jack wants, they’ll make it work.
Jack’s energetic, he’s happy, he has a friend he won’t be seen without, and Alicia watches how close Kent’s fingers are to Jack’s when they walk together. It’s not what she expected, but she’s happy he has someone.
She’s not the only one that notices how close the boys are, and Bob turns to her in bed one night, brow furrowed, and says, “Kent Parson.”
“Mmm-hmm.”
“Are he and Jack…?”
She doesn’t say anything, just lifts a brow and gives him a considering look.
Bob’s lips go white with how hard he’s pressing them together. “That’s not going to be easy, for either of them.”
“If it makes him happy,” she argues, and Bob hums in agreement. That should have been the end of it. But something happens, and she’s not there to stop it.
The night before Jack overdoses and his career goes up in flames, the Zimmermann household is in ruins for an entirely different reason.
“Jesus Christ, Robert, I’m supposed to be a goddamn activist, if this gets out —”
“I don’t have a problem with gay people —”“Don’t lie to me!” Alicia slams her hand on the table, nearly shaking with anger. “You told him to hide.”“I told him to be discreet. Do you think I’m doing this for me? I’m getting calls day and night from teams wanting to know if the rumors are true. I was trying to be proactive! He can’t be–”“What? Gay? That’s what you’re worried about? Maybe we can engrave that on the back of my GLAAD award: ‘For excellence in telling your child to hide their sexuality until they retire’. So everyone can know how fucking supportive we are. Does he think I feel the same way you do?”“I don’t know, I don’t remember,”“My God, I can’t even look at you right now. You’re going to fix this. I don’t know how, but you’re going to make this right.”
Of course, then they find Jack unresponsive on the floor with a half empty bottle of medication and they don’t immediately know it was an accident.
For about twelve hours, while Jack’s condition is still unstable, Alicia very seriously considers killing her husband.
They’re red-eyed and exhausted in the waiting room when the doctor on call says they need to pray for a miracle. She stares at a stain on the carpet for a long moment, hands clasped, but she’s not praying. Bob makes some kind of sound, a hitching breath that isn’t quite crying, and she turns her head to watch him fidget.
“Robert, look at me,” she says softly, deceptively kind, and when she has his attention, and with more hatred than she ever thought she could possibly feel, she says, “You did this. And I swear to you, if my son dies tonight, I’ll leave.”
She doesn’t wait for him to answer, doesn’t even wait to see the expression on his face. She collects her purse and stands, stretching her legs and heads to the vending machines.
She buys a Dr. Pepper and a bag of Tropical Skittles.
Jack lives.
Alicia stays.
But she moves her GLAAD award to the trophy room. Settles it right beside Bob’s Hall of Fame plaque.
Because she will never let him forget.
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get to know our members challenge: favorite rare-pairs | (2/5) - andrea
Cedric wakes up feeling good.
It’s early, the barest hint of summer-yellow sunshine peeking in through the blinds, but not so early that his eyes are dry and gritty with leftover exhaustion. He’s a little sore, a few choice muscle groups registering stiff and vaguely tender, and his body’s buzzing with a bone-deep, entirely primal sort of satisfaction. The noisy uncertainty that’s plagued most of his thoughts since leaving school; it’s gone. His head is clear. He has energy. And his sheets are rumpled, and his boxers are missing, and he isn’t alone.
He isn’t alone.
The girl in his bed—Pansy, Pansy Parkinson, he remembers how utterly charmed he’d been by her name—is still sleeping, face relaxed and hair gently tousled, and she’s perfect.
Long, sooty lashes sweep across the apples of her cheeks, and her adorably freckled nose is turned up just so towards the end, and the remnants of her lipstick are smeared in a cherry-red cloud around the edges of her mouth. She’d ordered her whiskey neat, and his vodka straight, and she’d untucked his shirt for him before dragging him out onto the dancefloor, looping his tie around her wrist and laughing into his ear when he stumbled and singing along—in French—to the Eurotrash electro-pop anthem that had been blaring through the overhead speakers, the humming thud of the bass and the languid rocking of her hips and the slick, salty slide of her skin against his distracting him from how much he usually hated places like that.
And then she’d kissed him in the backseat of a cab, trailed her fingers down his chest and teased his lips open with the tip of her tongue and she’d tasted like bourbon and cigarettes and cinnamon, sweet and tart and smooth and rich and earthy—she’d tasted like all the reasons he’d moved to New York in the first place, and it had been exhilarating, it had been exceptional—
Her eyes flutter open.
“Hey,” he murmurs, flashing her a warm, inviting, helpless smile.
Pansy freezes mid-yawn, and then she blinks, twice, lifting her head off her pillow just enough to squint at him in obvious confusion. “What the fuck are you still doing here?” she asks, voice sharp with incredulity.
Cedric’s smile falters. “We, uh, we slept together last night.”
Pansy puffs her cheeks out, blowing blunt-cut blonde bangs off her forehead. “Yeah,” she says, somehow slowly enough to imply that he’s a moron, but also quickly enough to imply that she’s already bored. “I know. I was there.”
He rubs at his neck. “Uh. So.” He tries to think back to what he’d done with Cho when they’d still been together. “Breakfast? I can make—crepes? Or—or we could go out? There’s this place around the corner that does really great omelets, it’s—”
“Are you, like…high, or something?” Pansy interrupts, and then firmly shakes her head. “No, I don’t care, actually, just—what are you still doing here? Seriously.”
Cedric furrows his brow. “I—uh, live here? This is my apartment?”
She freezes again, expression flickering with surprise, consternation, and, finally, genuine alarm. “Oh, fuck,” she blurts out, sitting up with a wince. She knocks his well-worn copy of Ulysses off his bedside table in her haste to reach for her phone, and when she sees the time, she swears again. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, I’m so fucking late, fucking—Disney prince assholes—fuck—”
Pansy Parkinson is up and dressed and out his front door before Cedric can figure out how to ask her for her number.
Cedric had been crowned prom king in high school.
That same night, he’d his virginity to Cho Chang on a king-sized bed in the Presidential suite of the downtown Marriott.
Neither of them had really known what they were doing, and there’d been some fumbling, some laughter, some awkward, red-faced mishandling of the condom—but they’d figured it out, eventually, and it had been about as good as it could’ve been, considering. He’d come too fast, of course, and she hadn’t come at all, unfortunately, be he’d assumed that sex was probably just one of those things he’d have to work at; to practice. That was fine. He hadn’t minded the idea of putting in a little extra effort. He’d spent eight painstaking months compiling a portfolio for architecture school, after all.
Sex couldn’t be harder than that.
The second time Cedric runs into Pansy Parkinson, he’s at a dingy midtown sports bar with his firm’s latest batch of interns, and he’s had just enough beer that he actually thinks he’s hallucinating.
She’s—well, she’s a vision in thigh-high fishnet stockings and a green plaid pinafore, a buttery brown leather jacket resting on the bar stool next to hers, ankles crossed and elbows propped up and gaze so flatly, furiously unimpressed with whatever it is she’s reading on her iPad that he spares a moment to question his own sanity before tapping her on the shoulder.
“Pansy Parkinson,” he greets her. “What a surprise.”
If he’s being honest with himself, he’s not really that surprised. He’d known—somehow, somewhere, someway—that he’d see her again. She was special. She was important. He could feel it.
“Oh, my god,” Pansy sighs, tilting her head back to scowl at the ceiling. “You’re not a stalker, right? Like. I don’t have time for a stalker right now, okay?”
Cedric gestures wordlessly to the pitcher of Rolling Rock he’s holding. Some sloshes over the rim, splattering his watch. “No,” he replies, good-naturedly. “I’m, uh…bonding with my underlings, I guess?”
She glances behind him, presumably over to where the interns are sitting, and then she smirks. “Look at you,” she drawls, “buying beer and making dad jokes.”
Cedric flushes at that. “I’m barely older than them.”
“Yeah,” Pansy says, sounding more amused than he thinks the situation technically warrants. But then again—he’s a little bit proud, maybe, of being able to make her sound like that. The tired frustration that had been pulling at the thin skin around her eyes is gone now. “That’s kind of my point.”
Cedric had dated Cho for years.
For years.
And he’d loved her, he had, because loving Cho had been easy. She’d been beautiful, and she’d been sweet, and she’d been soft, the kind of girl who always smelled like vanilla cupcakes and lavender shampoo. Their relationship had been the steadiest, sturdiest, most reliable part of his whole life. It had been instinctive. Reflexive. Like looking in the rearview mirror before backing out of his parents’ driveway.
He’d loved her.
He had.
The third, fourth, and fifth times he runs into Pansy Parkinson are on purpose.
She explains to him, in a tone lofty with derision, that she’s the assistant of the assistant of the editor-in-chief at some very high-profile fashion magazine Cedric’s never heard of, and that her hours are ridiculous.
“It’s obviously not what I moved here to do, but…” she trails off, shrugging, and then takes a leisurely sip of her latte. She’s good at that, he’s noticed. Feigning indifference. Pretending not to care. “Baby steps, or whatever, you know?”
“Yeah,” he says, because he does know. His most recent bid at work was for an addition to some old guy’s penthouse; he wanted a separate suite of rooms to display his apparently very vast collection of Renaissance-era sex toys. “When did you move here, then?”
Pansy’s jaw tightens for a split-second. “Two years ago,” she answers, toying with the buttons on the side of her phone. Her nails are painted a glossy dark purple, and a multi-tiered silver ring shaped like a snake is wrapped around her thumb. “I, um, went to Parsons. For a while.”
Cedric tears at the corner of his croissant, scattering paper-thin slivers of almonds across his plate. “You’ll figure it out, you know,” he tells her, nudging her knee underneath the café table. “You will.”
“Figure what out?”
“What you want.”
Her eyes widen, slightly, the blue-black of her mascara catching a stray beam of sunlight—and he remembers, suddenly, how peaceful she’d looked, that first morning after. Forehead smooth, and features relaxed, and something impossibly graceful—improbably pretty—about the way the bow of her upper lip had curved up and out.
He aches, just a little, at the memory.
Cedric had been relieved when he’d broken up with Cho.
He’d felt guilty, actually, about not feeling guiltier about the whole thing.
But he’d been twenty-two and freshly graduated and resolutely planning his future around the acceptably benign template of a nine-to-five job and a white picket fence in the suburbs and a wife who would greet him every day with a lukewarm kiss on the cheek and a fill-in-the-blanks conversation about PTA meetings and orange slices and SUV net-safety ratings and how she might maybe technically be having an affair with her tennis instructor and Cedric—
Cedric had been suffocating, and nothing had even happened yet.
The sixth time he runs into Pansy Parkinson, it’s in his bathroom’s tiny shower stall, the one that’s barely big enough for one person, let alone two, and she’s pressing her body snug against his, her chin tilted up and her brow deeply furrowed and her gaze wary, and curious, and shuttered.
“Morning,” he offers, rinsing the soap out of his eyes.
“Are you, like, stealth dating me?” she demands.
He chuckles, bringing his hands down to her hips and squeezing, just the once. “I’m doing whatever you’re letting me do, Pansy.”
She swallows, and he watches, impassive, as she curls her toes into the subway-tiled floor. His chest practically cracks itself wide open when he realizes she’s not even attempting to hide how nervous she is.
“Okay,” she agrees, and he catches her smile, fast and fleeting and realer than anything he’s ever seen from her before. She clears her throat. Repeats, more quietly, “Okay.”
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Facts About the Dynamic Russell Terrier Dog Breed
The Russell Terrier, a high-energy, exuberant breed, lives life at full throttle and takes guff from no one. He’s smart, endearing and often exhausting.
Bred in England in the mid-1800s, the breed is named after the Reverend John Russell, who was an enthusiastic hunter. One of his first breeding terriers, Trump, was allegedly bought from his milkman. Known as the “Sporting Parson,” he bred feisty and bold fox hunting dogs. The terrier’s job was to run with hunters and their hounds, then flush the fox out when he went underground. In time, some of these terriers were carried on the hunter’s (or his assistant’s) saddle. The dog would be released from his pouch quickly if a fox went to ground. The Russell’s compact, agile body allowed him to maneuver easily underground.
Training a Russell
Russell Terriers are adept at learning tricks, but do take a lot of training. Photography ©Fran Gaglione | Getty Images.
Today’s Russell Terrier maintains his tenacious spirit and boundless energy that made him a model fox hunting dog. High spirited and assertive, the Russell isn’t suited for a laid-back, “who bothers with walking or training a dog much?” family. He’s bright and bold, thriving on many sports. But while he flourishes with companionship, he often shows an independent spirit. “What do you mean Sit, Stay? I’m off to chase some squirrels!”
Training a Russell for obedience takes patience. Don’t let Hollywood’s depictions deceive you. The breed learns tricks easily, but he’s not known for predictable compliance. In fact, Moose, the Russell that worked on the long-running Frasier TV comedy, became a star only after his first family couldn’t handle him and sent him off to a trainer.
A Russell has the flexibility and speed for the agility course, but you’ll need to convince him it’s a worthwhile activity. He’ll likely deem barn hunts and earthdog trials as time well-spent. After all, he was bred to follow his quarry’s scent, so these sports feel natural. He may also excel in flyball or backyard ball chasing.
Without outlets for his intensity, energy and hunting drive, he may dig up trouble in the yard, quite literally. And speaking of yards, prospective owners will need to fence their yard securely: Russells are known for following a good scent well off their property. They are also often untrustworthy off leash. Their hunting drive, once kicked into gear, generally trumps an owner’s requests.
Life With a Russell
The Russell Terrier may try to boss other dogs around. Photography ©Antonio Morelli/EyeEm | Getty Images.
Even indoors, the Russell is a lively dog. He can live in an apartment only if his family is committed to his regular exercise. Out and about, his fearlessness may lead to problems; he may try to boss other dogs around, regardless of their size. And given his prey drive, a Russell should be closely supervised around cats and other small animals. Ever playful, a Russell can be a good playmate for older, respectful children.
Russell Terrier Facts
Grooming: In general, low-maintenance. Requires regular brushing and occasional baths. The Russell coat makes it easy to brush off any loose dirt or hair.
Shedding: Yep! Get the vacuum out.
Height: Between 10 and 12 inches at the shoulder.
Color: White predominates, with additional varied colors and markings.
Coat: Smooth, rough or broken coat.
Life span: A relatively long-lived breed, Russells can live into their teens.
Motto: Just do it!
Confused about the distinction between the Parson Russell Terrier, the Russell Terrier and the Jack Russell Terrier?
What is the difference between the Parson Russell Terrier, the Russell Terrier and the Jack Russell Terrier? Photography ©Jozef Polc / Alamy Stock Photo.
The Jack Russell Terrier Club of America is a breed club and registry affiliated with the Jack Russell Terrier United World Federation. It believes, according to its website, that “the Russell Terrier and the Parson Russell Terrier are both variants of the Jack Russell Terrier … ”
Some international organizations like the Federation Cynologique Internationale and the U.K.’s Kennel Club recognize two separate breeds: Jack Russell Terrier and Parson Russell Terrier.
Here in the U.S., the American Kennel Club (AKC) also recognizes two distinct breeds, which it calls the Russell Terrier and the Parson Russell Terrier, each with two distinct parent clubs: The American Russell Terrier Club and the Parson Russell Terrier Association of America. Why, you ask? According to the American Kennel Club’s The New Complete Dog Book (2017), in the early days, “Jack Russell Terrier” wasn’t used to describe a breed but became a common name for any mostly white, earth-working terrier in honor of the Reverend John Russell.
How did the two distinct dogs come to be?
Two distinct dogs eventually evolved from John Russell’s fox terriers: the Parson Russell Terrier (which has longer legs and stands 12 to 15 inches) and the Russell Terrier (which is more rectangular and stands 10 to 12 inches). Various strains of these terriers were used for sport, vermin control and as family companions all over the U.S.
The American Russell Terrier Club was established in 1995 as a registry to keep the Russell and Parson Russell separate in both bloodlines and appearance.
In 2003, the Parson Russell Terrier Association of America changed the name from Jack Russell Terrier to the Parson Russell Terrier. The AKC followed suit.
The AKC recognized the Russell Terrier breed in 2012. So the AKC does not officially recognize any breed as Jack Russell Terrier, only Parson Russell Terrier and Russell Terrier.
Most Americans call both a Jack Russell Terrier. This is why using the name “Jack Russell Terrier” can be a little confusing when it comes to this breed. But we can all agree on how wonderful this dog is.
Thumbnail: Photography ©Martin Ruegner | Getty Images.
Originally an attorney, Lynn Hayner writes about dogs and law, in no particular order! Lynn lives in Waco, Texas, with her family, a rescued cat, and her new German Shepherd Dog, Anja.
Why read breed profiles?
Dog breed profiles help everyone, whether you have a mixed breed or purebred dog, to better understand and improve the quality of your dog’s life. If you have a mixed breed dog, read up on all of the breed profiles that make up your dog. Not sure what breed your dog is? There are a number of easy DNA tests out there to help your find out.
Editor’s note: This article first appeared in Dogster magazine. Have you seen the new Dogster print magazine in stores? Or in the waiting room of your vet’s office? Subscribe now to get Dogster magazine delivered straight to you!
Read more about dog breeds on Dogster.com:
5 Wrinkly Dog Breeds
The Best Dogs for Cats? Try These 5 Cat-Friendly Dog Breeds
5 Dog Breeds With Curly Tails
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Facts About the Dynamic Russell Terrier Dog Breed
The Russell Terrier, a high-energy, exuberant breed, lives life at full throttle and takes guff from no one. He’s smart, endearing and often exhausting.
Bred in England in the mid-1800s, the breed is named after the Reverend John Russell, who was an enthusiastic hunter. One of his first breeding terriers, Trump, was allegedly bought from his milkman. Known as the “Sporting Parson,” he bred feisty and bold fox hunting dogs. The terrier’s job was to run with hunters and their hounds, then flush the fox out when he went underground. In time, some of these terriers were carried on the hunter’s (or his assistant’s) saddle. The dog would be released from his pouch quickly if a fox went to ground. The Russell’s compact, agile body allowed him to maneuver easily underground.
Training a Russell
Russell Terriers are adept at learning tricks, but do take a lot of training. Photography ©Fran Gaglione | Getty Images.
Today’s Russell Terrier maintains his tenacious spirit and boundless energy that made him a model fox hunting dog. High spirited and assertive, the Russell isn’t suited for a laid-back, “who bothers with walking or training a dog much?” family. He’s bright and bold, thriving on many sports. But while he flourishes with companionship, he often shows an independent spirit. “What do you mean Sit, Stay? I’m off to chase some squirrels!”
Training a Russell for obedience takes patience. Don’t let Hollywood’s depictions deceive you. The breed learns tricks easily, but he’s not known for predictable compliance. In fact, Moose, the Russell that worked on the long-running Frasier TV comedy, became a star only after his first family couldn’t handle him and sent him off to a trainer.
A Russell has the flexibility and speed for the agility course, but you’ll need to convince him it’s a worthwhile activity. He’ll likely deem barn hunts and earthdog trials as time well-spent. After all, he was bred to follow his quarry’s scent, so these sports feel natural. He may also excel in flyball or backyard ball chasing.
Without outlets for his intensity, energy and hunting drive, he may dig up trouble in the yard, quite literally. And speaking of yards, prospective owners will need to fence their yard securely: Russells are known for following a good scent well off their property. They are also often untrustworthy off leash. Their hunting drive, once kicked into gear, generally trumps an owner’s requests.
Life With a Russell
The Russell Terrier may try to boss other dogs around. Photography ©Antonio Morelli/EyeEm | Getty Images.
Even indoors, the Russell is a lively dog. He can live in an apartment only if his family is committed to his regular exercise. Out and about, his fearlessness may lead to problems; he may try to boss other dogs around, regardless of their size. And given his prey drive, a Russell should be closely supervised around cats and other small animals. Ever playful, a Russell can be a good playmate for older, respectful children.
Russell Terrier Facts
Grooming: In general, low-maintenance. Requires regular brushing and occasional baths. The Russell coat makes it easy to brush off any loose dirt or hair.
Shedding: Yep! Get the vacuum out.
Height: Between 10 and 12 inches at the shoulder.
Color: White predominates, with additional varied colors and markings.
Coat: Smooth, rough or broken coat.
Life span: A relatively long-lived breed, Russells can live into their teens.
Motto: Just do it!
Confused about the distinction between the Parson Russell Terrier, the Russell Terrier and the Jack Russell Terrier?
What is the difference between the Parson Russell Terrier, the Russell Terrier and the Jack Russell Terrier? Photography ©Jozef Polc / Alamy Stock Photo.
The Jack Russell Terrier Club of America is a breed club and registry affiliated with the Jack Russell Terrier United World Federation. It believes, according to its website, that “the Russell Terrier and the Parson Russell Terrier are both variants of the Jack Russell Terrier … ”
Some international organizations like the Federation Cynologique Internationale and the U.K.’s Kennel Club recognize two separate breeds: Jack Russell Terrier and Parson Russell Terrier.
Here in the U.S., the American Kennel Club (AKC) also recognizes two distinct breeds, which it calls the Russell Terrier and the Parson Russell Terrier, each with two distinct parent clubs: The American Russell Terrier Club and the Parson Russell Terrier Association of America. Why, you ask? According to the American Kennel Club’s The New Complete Dog Book (2017), in the early days, “Jack Russell Terrier” wasn’t used to describe a breed but became a common name for any mostly white, earth-working terrier in honor of the Reverend John Russell.
How did the two distinct dogs come to be?
Two distinct dogs eventually evolved from John Russell’s fox terriers: the Parson Russell Terrier (which has longer legs and stands 12 to 15 inches) and the Russell Terrier (which is more rectangular and stands 10 to 12 inches). Various strains of these terriers were used for sport, vermin control and as family companions all over the U.S.
The American Russell Terrier Club was established in 1995 as a registry to keep the Russell and Parson Russell separate in both bloodlines and appearance.
In 2003, the Parson Russell Terrier Association of America changed the name from Jack Russell Terrier to the Parson Russell Terrier. The AKC followed suit.
The AKC recognized the Russell Terrier breed in 2012. So the AKC does not officially recognize any breed as Jack Russell Terrier, only Parson Russell Terrier and Russell Terrier.
Most Americans call both a Jack Russell Terrier. This is why using the name “Jack Russell Terrier” can be a little confusing when it comes to this breed. But we can all agree on how wonderful this dog is.
Thumbnail: Photography ©Martin Ruegner | Getty Images.
Originally an attorney, Lynn Hayner writes about dogs and law, in no particular order! Lynn lives in Waco, Texas, with her family, a rescued cat, and her new German Shepherd Dog, Anja.
Why read breed profiles?
Dog breed profiles help everyone, whether you have a mixed breed or purebred dog, to better understand and improve the quality of your dog’s life. If you have a mixed breed dog, read up on all of the breed profiles that make up your dog. Not sure what breed your dog is? There are a number of easy DNA tests out there to help your find out.
Editor’s note: This article first appeared in Dogster magazine. Have you seen the new Dogster print magazine in stores? Or in the waiting room of your vet’s office? Subscribe now to get Dogster magazine delivered straight to you!
Read more about dog breeds on Dogster.com:
5 Wrinkly Dog Breeds
The Best Dogs for Cats? Try These 5 Cat-Friendly Dog Breeds
5 Dog Breeds With Curly Tails
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